The Wild Child

We had a morning with nothing to do in Utah and it was raining. We found a place in Centerville called The Wild Child that sounded just like what we needed to get us out of the house and moving around. It was geared a little bit more toward our younger crowd but still served its purpose.

The magazines to browse. Gotta love Utah.

McKay and I tried to race the girls through the obstacle course but they figured out pretty quick how to beat us. Good times.