Balls

Thursday, February 23, 2012

[Jeez, people.  Get your mind out of the gutter.  Not that kind of balls.]

This Presidents' Day, Jack and his buddies had a date at the local bouncy house/ball pit/run until you're tired place.

It's Extremely Difficult to take pictures of toddlers at one of these places.  First, they move way too quickly to capture any quintessential moments on your camera.

Case in point:


The other reason that it's hard to take good pictures at the bouncy house place is because I found myself on my feet, running, climbing, chasing, spotting, and otherwise ensuring the relative safety of my child the entire time I was there.  That said, I even managed to lose him a few times.  Luckily, we moms traveled in a pack, so we all had a running tab on the whereabouts of all five kiddos.  (Except that time I forgot to watch where Mac was going.  Sorry, Marci!)

I do recommend going to this place.  But, I recommend a few preliminary measure to ensure success.

1.  Caffeinate before you go.  I cutely bought myself a Starbucks to take with me and enjoy while the kids ran around.  I drank it (you know me too well to assume otherwise, I hope), but I also had to make all of my friends hold it for me at some point while I dashed off into the climby ropey thing to make sure Jack was OK.  

2.  Wear comfortable clothes, including SOCKS.  Socks are required for everyone at the bouncy house place.  I now have a new, $2 pair of crappy socks that I purchased there because I naively wore my Toms.  I wore jeans, so my unintended acrobatics were not uncomfortable, but I saw lots of moms there in yoga pants.  I was jealous of their comfort and mobility.  I really was.

3.  Don't be too ambitious.  We had so much fun that we, the mommas, decided to go to lunch after.  (Yay!  Awesome plan!  We're friends and we're hungry!)  Great idea, except for the part where it wasn't.  Jack was tired.  It was naptime.  And honey badger didn't give a shit if I wanted lunch.

So, we had some queso which we ordered for the table, and then beat a hasty retreat for naptime and eating our food (now take-out) at a later time.

Hey, Jazmin, want some of my queso?  You can totally have some.


Queso?  Check.  Mardi Gras beads?  Check.
So, you know, that was our Presidents Day.  Hot coffee, bouncing toddlers, and shared queso.  It pretty much rocked.

Hope yours did, too.
Heather

9 comments:

  1. What fun! Ours rocked as well. Ariana, or "Ana Cousin" as we call her, came over for a day of fun and play. Best part? We got to pick her up at Tia's school. Must post pics of Jude's first time in a classroom. OMG. I was off the charts camera happy. :-) Glad you guys had a great President's Day also!

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    1. Ooh, I want to see the pictures! That sounds awesome!

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  2. Love this post! We did have an awesome time, once Mac and I located this establishment!! Even after all that I do want to go back soon! Let's plan a March bouncing playdate?? Love Love the pic of Mac and his beads and queso'd lips... yep just made up a new word, queso'd.

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    1. Queso'd is an awesome word. I want to get queso'd pretty much all the time.

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  3. I'm jealous! That looks like such a fun day. I spent my Presidents' Day in the office and Ike spent the day home with dad!

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    1. It is nice to have that holiday off, for sure! I am sure the boys had a great day!

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  4. Great post! We had a lot of fun (and I just blogged about this too)!

    So when's our next get-together??!

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    1. I don't know -- when? Let's discuss! (And adjust the time so that we *can* have lunch?)

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  5. Admirable. I loathe the bounce house scene. But it does get easier, meaning more relaxing for mom, when they get older.

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Thursday, February 23, 2012

Balls

[Jeez, people.  Get your mind out of the gutter.  Not that kind of balls.]

This Presidents' Day, Jack and his buddies had a date at the local bouncy house/ball pit/run until you're tired place.

It's Extremely Difficult to take pictures of toddlers at one of these places.  First, they move way too quickly to capture any quintessential moments on your camera.

Case in point:


The other reason that it's hard to take good pictures at the bouncy house place is because I found myself on my feet, running, climbing, chasing, spotting, and otherwise ensuring the relative safety of my child the entire time I was there.  That said, I even managed to lose him a few times.  Luckily, we moms traveled in a pack, so we all had a running tab on the whereabouts of all five kiddos.  (Except that time I forgot to watch where Mac was going.  Sorry, Marci!)

I do recommend going to this place.  But, I recommend a few preliminary measure to ensure success.

1.  Caffeinate before you go.  I cutely bought myself a Starbucks to take with me and enjoy while the kids ran around.  I drank it (you know me too well to assume otherwise, I hope), but I also had to make all of my friends hold it for me at some point while I dashed off into the climby ropey thing to make sure Jack was OK.  

2.  Wear comfortable clothes, including SOCKS.  Socks are required for everyone at the bouncy house place.  I now have a new, $2 pair of crappy socks that I purchased there because I naively wore my Toms.  I wore jeans, so my unintended acrobatics were not uncomfortable, but I saw lots of moms there in yoga pants.  I was jealous of their comfort and mobility.  I really was.

3.  Don't be too ambitious.  We had so much fun that we, the mommas, decided to go to lunch after.  (Yay!  Awesome plan!  We're friends and we're hungry!)  Great idea, except for the part where it wasn't.  Jack was tired.  It was naptime.  And honey badger didn't give a shit if I wanted lunch.

So, we had some queso which we ordered for the table, and then beat a hasty retreat for naptime and eating our food (now take-out) at a later time.

Hey, Jazmin, want some of my queso?  You can totally have some.


Queso?  Check.  Mardi Gras beads?  Check.
So, you know, that was our Presidents Day.  Hot coffee, bouncing toddlers, and shared queso.  It pretty much rocked.

Hope yours did, too.
Heather
 
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