In keeping our destination a surprise, stubbornly refusing to respond to the barrage of "Where are we going? Where are we going?", I was risking terrible disappointment, of course, since their idea of a worthy surprise doesn't always line up with mine. Fortunately, however, they were pretty happy walking around Freeman's Mill, then playing for a few minutes on its playground:
Afterwards we went to lunch at the Stevi B's in Lawrenceville, arriving just in time to eat with approximately a million summer camp kids (in all seriousness, there were probably 100 of them. No kidding.). Now we're safely back home, and "Animaniacs" is playing on the TV. All's right with the world.