TAG--You're It!

The Crew BEFORE

(Back row: Ty and The Boy; Front row: Dalton, Spencer, Christine, The Girl)

Half the Crew AFTER 

(Comparing the percentages...hits, kills, shots taken....)

The Younger Half AFTER

(Just messing around..must have been fun.)

Over Spring Break, I caught a Screaming Deal online and bought 6 admissions to a local Laser Tag place for half off.  (I love a good deal!)  And according to the local TV meteorologists, we were due to have snow for about half the week we were off school, so I scheduled a Laser Tag "party of 6" to go on one the alleged snow days. 

Our admission included a round of glow-in-the-dark mini golf as well, so I figured we could blow a couple hours at least .  The Kids each invited a couple of friends and I packed the coupons, a cooler of sodas and granola bars.  (Plus, for myself, I grabbed a book and a mental note to stop at a downtown store near the laser tag joint that I had wanted to check out.)

While the mini golf was not as difficult as the participants would have wished, they had a good time hanging out together.  The laser tag option got them grouped with  family of four--the kids were younger that our group, but very enthusiastic to play.  To make even teams, good friend Spencer volunteered to be on the "strangers' team". 

[Have I mentioned what a good kid our friend Spencer is?  Not only does he put up with The Girl in an online game they both like and play together, he is just an all round nice kid who loves his mom and even likes his siblings.  He is bright, clever, and funny. What is not to like about this kid?!]

So the Stangers' team got beat up pretty well.  [Sorry, Spencer.]  But when the groups emerged, they were all smiling and enjoying each other's company still.  I figure any time they come out from a war-like game and are still friends, it is all good.  Plus the ride home was filled with laughing and talking...much more so than the ride down.

And as my luck would have it, the day we went Laser-tagging, the weather was just fine, and the yucky stuff came the next day.  Of course.  But oh well.  Fun seemed to be had by all, and the deal was so great I didn't even mind driving a car load of kids to Provo and back.