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Well, we atoned for our day out, Friday; we schlepped the kids up to Swiss Days, and convinced my sister-in-law and her husband that they, too, wanted to experience Swiss Days. With a herd of kids.

I got to get my leather-bound book; we got to eat more <ahem> “Swiss” food; and the kids got to spend their September allowance on bags of marbles at the hand-made games booth (I don’t think any of them had the cash in their hands longer than twenty seconds, some literally two seconds—from my hand to theirs, to the booth-keeper’s). No one died; there were no kids lost in the making of the expedition (although two crashed and fell asleep towards the end); and some of the kids learned to bus surf on the way back to the parking lot.

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For the first time since … well, actually, I think it’s the first time ever, we went to Swiss Days in Midway—as a couple. Without any kids!

It was a nice change.

We didn’t have to deal with strollers. We didn’t have to deal with diapers. We didn’t have to deal with runny noses, lost kids, or panicking shop-holders.

It was a very nice change.

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