Taking the kids to the park is an extreme sport:
Theodore fell down scraping his knee. To confort him, I put down my iced coffee and David drank it. As it was too bitter for his taste, he decided to eat dirt to overcome the flavour. “Yummy” he said and then proceed to eat a pebble and chew on a stick, which, luckily he did not find tasty. Two minutes latter, Theodore fell again now hurting his forehead and elbow. As I grabbed my kids to leave, my bra snapped.
Fortunately, we are now safe and sound in front of the TV.