I recently discovered that our measly little town actually offers an open gym for kids. Who knew? My sister-in-law...she's the one who sent me the info. So, yesterday the hubby was home and we decided to check it out. I was prepared for crowds...surely everyone in the town with a small child would be taking advantage of the indoor playground down at the civic center. Other open gyms we've gone to have been packed! Kids everywhere! Seriously. Everywhere.
We got there and after filling out a release form we walked into the gymnasium. Which just happens to be where the hubs and I went to elementary school...so you know it's a million years old. We did a quick scan of the place (and I do mean quick) and hubby turned to me and said, "I don't know what I was expecting. But, this is exactly what I should've expected from our civic center." While we breathed a sigh of releif that this experience wasn't costing us anything C happily ran off to join the throngs two, yes two, other children. Luckily, three year olds have no concept of lame and C was thrilled with the whole thing. Honestly, so were we...you mean we only have to keep him from taking toys from/plowing into 2 kids?!? Sweet!
We warmed up with a little gymnastics
Then we moved on to some basketball
But, the most popular thing there was this...
And he soon gets his revenge...
And now I present to you the very BEST part of our whole morning...well, definitely my morning...and maybe the one other mom who was there. Yep, I'm gonna go out on a limb and say that this was definitely the best part of her day as well. I mean, wouldn't it make your day if you got to witness this?!?
I am laughing now just looking at the pictures. This was hilarious. What a good sport Daddy was. C kept yelling at him to "Put that thing on and run Daddy! Run and I chase you!"
Hilarious.
Just so you don't think my husband was the only one who did any suffering yesterday I will leave you with this...after our morning at the indoor play, we went grocery shopping at Walmart (that is suffering in itself, right?) Anyway, C was a dream the whole time until we were walking out the door. That's when he decided that the roll of wrapping paper he'd been playing with would be good to hit Daddy with. While I didn't see the problem with this, he was told that if he did it again it would get taken away. I'm sure you can guess what happened next...but probably not the part where C held on so tightly to the roll that Daddy had to use a great amount of force to yank it out of his hands...and probably not the part where Mommy was innocently walking right behind Daddy one minute and doubled over in pain the next after a significant blow to the stomach. Ouch. It really hurt. It hurt the whole way home (20 minutes!) and just a little bit after. No hard feelings. It was, after all, an accident. Although I do recall a certain amount of frustration on his part while I laughed and laughed on the way to Walmart telling him how I couldn't wait to do this post with all those embarassing photos of him. Hmm...
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There are no words to describe!! Actually, he looks like one of those rodeo clowns. :)
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