The boys busted out the game Mouse Trap the other night.
Basically you spin, move your mouse to the color you spun, and hope you do not land on the two squares that the trap hangs above.
It lacked the charm, challenge, and excitement that I had remembered from when I was a kid.
It may have been the margarita(s) I had with dinner, but I started referring to the two squares that were reachable by the trap as the danger zone. This led Husband to ask Alexa (our Amazon Echo) to play “Danger Zone”.
That led to this.
In case you can’t tell, we are performing an amazing duet rendition of “Danger Zone”.
Feeling old and uncool, I wanted to mock good old Kenny, but then Husband queued up “Footloose”.
It was awesome and I sang along.
Then “Return to Pooh Corner” came on – I may have teared up a little bit – and I could mock no more.