Saturday, September 12, 2009

:::Bounce House:::

On Friday night we all went to a bounce house that was nothing more than a warehouse with a few giant inflatables inside. It may not seem like a place with much fun potential for adults, but man, we all had such a good time.

We were the only ones in the whole place, so we adults could do whatever we wanted without worrying about public shame. Plus, we didn't have to worry about the kids interacting with other hopped up and insane children. It was like living out that dream of running around a mall after closing time with your friends.

The huge slide was by far the most popular attraction. All of us went down it many, many times.

The kids were really excited that we were playing with them. I had to keep reminding them not to follow me too closely up the stairs just in case I lost my footing and took them all down with me.

On one run I decided to take my camera up with me and video my view as I went down the slide.

I lost my stomach every single time I went down.

Molly proved to be as fearless as ever. With no help or encouragement whatsoever she ran to the slide and climbed easily up the stairs.

Watching her go down the slide was hilarious. Sometimes she'd stand up there and waive, but most of the time she got right down to business and threw herself down the slide.

My mom is going to get so anxious looking at these pictures, so I'll include some more.

She flew down that slide, usually flipping onto her tummy somewhere near the middle. So little, so fast. She's not even two years old yet.

Regardless of the fun we had, I wasn't feeling so hot after we left. Maybe it was all the running, screaming, climbing, sliding and bouncing I did. Maybe it was the ten minutes I spent trying to heave myself out of the inflatable obstacle course while trying to keep my shorts from falling off.

Maybe. Who knows.

On our way out the solitary bounce house worker told us that there was a tornado warning, so we made our way home via Pei Wei and the riveting entertainment of Air Buddies.

I was hoping we'd see some action, but nary a twister touched down. I guess that's for the better since the children are afraid of storms and Sarah and Don's fence and rain gutters have been ripped off their house more than once.

Isn't this picture gorgeous? Those clouds are beautiful.


michelle said...

I took my niece to a place like that, but it was very crowded and I surely didn't do any sliding or jumping myself. I am pretty sure I would feel sick afterwards, too.

I used to be terrified of tornadoes when we lived in CO. But that last photo is really beautiful.

Sarah said...

Storms are so beautiful. I used to love them until I became a property owner.

We had so much fun there! I love that it was empty and we had run of the place. It was like we were Little Orphan Annie and Daddy Warbucks bought out the place just for us!

Jill said...

How great that you had the place to yourselves! That's the only way I'd be able to enjoy a place like that.

It's nice that you could be the fun aunt and play on the equipment, but I'm sure I'd feel sick afterward as well, something happens with age.

That last photo is amazing!