It was fun to go to Fest with Thomas and I in matching outfits. But he got bored during the Pub sing, so I may not be able to talk him into going again tomorrow. Ah, the joys of parenthood
By the way, people that insist in doing twenty miles per hour less than the speed limit on a two-lane with lots of traffic really need to have their skin ripped from their bodies one square centimeter at a time. Thank you.