when my kids were babies and even older, I would take them outside for a break that usually lasted about 4 or 5 hours. Also, I would go outside and visit with friends, get coffee, sit in the car and listen to the radio. Any council to not do these things would just get me and my friends laughing. All in all, it was not a very bad day.
Don't get me wrong, in the beginning of my sentence in the borg. I actually tried to sit through the conventions but when I knew it was all baloney, it just got more difficult.
Once my husband and I while up at Amherst MA, took a long lunch drive to have the kids see some Bison nearby. It was such a nice day, we decided to go to the farmers market afterwards.
I hated the conventions so much that I would have panic attacks the week before. The last one we went to I told my hubby if one more "brother" tells me I should be in my seat, I am going to punch him out!