So the other day I was working at this horseback riding camp, and me and
my bestie were left alone to watch the campers. (All except us were under the age of 10). My bestie brought out these tinker toys and the kids proceeded to make weapons out of them and before we knew it we had a clan of warrior children, so like any normal people we took them around the camp “zombie hunting.” My bestie became our leader after finding an old toy bow and arrow in the garage, and she decided to ride on one of the horses while shooting hay bales with the bow. (Don’t worry, she desensitized the horse first so it wasn’t scared)
I freaking love this job