Oktoberfest with kids Iva 19th September 2015 Moments in time The final score of going to the Oktoberfest with kids is not that much different from getting drunk there – I got home with a broken shoe, ripped tights and some puke on my shirt. The only difference is that I actually noticed it. Share this:TwitterFacebook More posts Previous PostHow to make mama feel very uncomfortable Next PostBeing a parent means… I. Leave a Reply Cancel reply Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *CommentName* Email* Website Save my name, email, and site URL in my browser for next time I post a comment. Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.