Realizing it was going to take a while for the tags to be printed by the hall officials for their exhibits, I asked Fino to take the girls outside to grab a snack from the car. I knew they'd get antsy waiting around with me.
Everything for the exhibit hall was settled about 20 minutes later so I went in search of Fino and the kids and found them running around and laughing under one of the tents.
Bless those dads, they come up with things moms would never think to do.
Case in point -- flip-flop frisbee.
"Daddy's flip-flop flies wicked good mom. Look!"
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