Early on in the game we had our first injury. The excitement was too much for Gavin to contain and it was impossible for him to move from one place to another in anyway but running. Miniature golf course have a lot of uneven surfaces which he soon discovered. As much as we tried to get him to not run he kept forgetting and ultimately paid the consequence. After a good dose of tears he was back to running again. We gave up and I finally told him he could run all he wanted but if he crashed and burned again, he couldn't cry. Fortunately he didn't fall anymore.
After some more crying he went on with the game, with a bit less enthusiasm. And yes, he stood behind his brother again on the 14th hole.
The design of miniature golf courses are quite devious in their layout. Once the game is concluded at the 18th hole where your ball drops away into oblivion, never to be seen again, there is no way to exit the facility without walking through a huge complex full of video games and other money hungry machines. A near impossibility to navigate children to the exit without it costing you the down payment of a car. But Miles and Gavin are two exceptionally great kids and no tantrums were thrown. It also helps to convince them that they are hungry and a fabulous lunch at the place of your choice awaits. This was left to the birthday boy and our fate was sealed - Taco Bell. It could have been worse...the big M.
Miles was against going to Taco Bell
But the kids had a great time, skinned knees, clubbed heads and bad food aside, and that's all that mattered. When you can eat, get it all over you, make a mess on the table and floor then walk away, it's all good fun.
"Clean up at table four."