Monster Jam vs Lively Little Campers Spoiler Alert It wasnt even a contest I have a confession. I was one of those 28 year olds who swore I would never get sucked in to all that kid junk. You know the type--the non-parent who swears they will always be far too cool to play Raffi on loop in the car or stand with their head through the cut out hole of a wooden penguin at the zoo, acting all, yeah, haha, I really look like a penguin . Im pretty sure I assumed (pre-children) that parents brought their kids to places like Storybook Land because they felt they had to. They were doing their due diligence, punching the clock, setting aside a healthy appreciation of irony, and grinning and bearing it. Then I had kids. I actually remember the first kid thing that we did as a family. My boys were only 7 months old and we took them on a train ride with Santa. Like they cared about Santa. They could have gotten motion sick, for all I know. But guess what? Jeremy and I had a blast. I unde...