I don’t know what it is but I have some unnatural phobia of mall playgrounds. After work today I met Jen and the kids at the mall while she went to get her hair cut. After she went off I took the kids to the mall playground since they were already excited to go.

We go, I took the boys shoes off and they set off to play and I started my thirty minutes to hell. I’m not one of those parents that can just sit back, relax, and let my kids go play on the slides, cars, houses, and stuff. I need to be up and walking around making sure that I can see them and making sure that the other kids (monsters I tell you) aren’t stepping on Andrew or pushing him around. When one of the them would disappear behind the big playthings and I’d couldn’t see them for like thirty seconds I start freaking out, “Where did they go!!”, “What happened, are they ok?”

The kids might be having fun but I’m a complete wreck.