If you're asking why we do it, and think Pokemon Go is a deplorable mind-numbing activity, I won't argue with you. But you may want to read this, with yours truly taking on the role of "dear friend."
Papa and I started doing it because the teens did it with us. Pokemon Go is a legal activity that gets us outside, walking and talking and just being together. And any activity that brings the older kiddos closer to us is golden in my book. So we do Pokey. Except now Boo and the Man Child have now divorced themselves from the game entirely, probably because it's just not cool once your parents join in. Insert parental sigh here. But still... we Pokey with the littles and Liv, and it makes for a wonderful way to spend the afternoon at a local park all together.
What you catching, Jude? A jiggly puff?
Let me bunny trail here and say not everyone was thrilled with going out and having family time. Little Miss Grumpy pants was required to attend much to her dismay. Food is a trigger for her and I think she was hungry. She was insistent on having a horrible time. And not even a Icee could change her mood.
Eventually she climbed a tree to get out of her mama's arm's reach. Seriously that's what's going on in these pictures. This is the reality of what RAD looks like. Desperate to take back control and disconnect from the ones who love her most.