Outta the blue and into the black..

...is pretty much how I feel after an afternoon at our local kid-friendly coffeehouse. Dayum. The sheer energy of that room could have powered Toronto, but it mostly made me want to lie down and take a nap. Also, what's up with trendy names? Every third kid was named Isabel or Grace, and the boys were pretty evenly split between Aidan, Nicholas and Spencer, all of which pierce my brain when shrieked at top volume by a caffeinated parent.