Sometimes outings with my grandsons Tommy and Tristan are a slug fest.
In the car they want to play "Blue one" which means they can slug each other every time they see a blue car. We'll shout "blue one" and then slug bug.
Ever notice how many blue cars are on the road?
After slapping each other around this morning we went for ice cream.We stopped in at Cold Stone Creamery. Tris had a large cone with gummy bears and spinkles, I had a Mango smoothie,
Tommy had berry yogurt....a blue one.