Boy of La Mancha

Sometimes parenting is simply a struggle to keep things from going completely sideways. Last Friday Elizabeth went out for a well-deserved night out with friends, leaving me with the boys. Unfortunately, I was wiped out from the week and had no energy. Luckily - or not - Avi had enough for the both of us. The following photo essay is Avi pretending to be Don Quixote (AKA the Asparagus of La Mancha) I got to be the windmill...



It may look like I have the upper hand in this next picture, but the windmill never wins...



I am defeated.



Theo enjoyed the show.