“TYLER GET BACK HERE RIGHT NOW!!!” I scream as I attempt to catch him but I’m not quite quick enough. Wtf did I do wrong as a parent to end up in this situation? All I wanted was a nice day with my son at the butterfly garden but NO, just another day at the freak show I call my life. I love my son to death but could we just do one normal activity without showing off his piculiar lineage? Serves me...