thewanderingknitter

I spent the weekend with M and his coworkers at a sort of team building event that they do every year.  Nice, nice people but I’ve never been one for team building events.  That was one reason that I left my nice cushy corporate job.  The first day we played lawn games, which is always good times.  Most people brought their kids and let them wander around during the lawn games.  Seeing a toddler wander around the horseshoe stakes made me a little nervous.  Horse shoes are pretty heavy, it was my first time playing and I sucked pretty hard.  We also played bocci ball and a quaint little game called cornhole.  Which immediately made me think of the cornballer on arrested development.  The game was not nearly as dramatic as a cornballer, you pitch bean bags towards a hole in a board.  Not sure where the corn comes in.  When it was my turn to throw my bean bag, one toddler was standing in front of the hole- her mother basically told me to bean her daughter in the face with a bean bag because maybe she would learn to move away.  Not sure if that is awesome parenting or questionable parenting.  I did not smack the small child in the face, and my team did not acheive cornhole glory.  Which I’m kind of ok with.

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