And of course, it didn’t take long for them to realize that they were way too cool to just slide down the slide like normal kids. They must GET AIR!
We eventually lured them off the slide to a bigger bounce house, which had a tunnel. This is where I was reminded that I often have three kids…
As much fun as we had, though, I can’t recap this event without telling you about the “mama bear” rage that slipped out during one of our slide stints. I’m probably going to get some hate mail for this, because I know that it’s kind of taboo to discipline someone else’s child in public… but y’all, I simply could not help myself.
It all started when this buxom five or six year old girl decided to be all up in my personal space. I was ok with it at first, since she was basically just sitting on top of me and trying to play with whatever Tyler and Caroline were playing with. No harm, no foul there. I figured she was a bit attention-deprived (with her grandfather hanging out in the eating area the whole time) and wanted someone to play with. But then it happened… Sweet little Caroline went to climb up the slide, and lo and behold, this big child more than twice her size runs over and pushes her off. ::BOILING RAGE!!:: By the time three seconds had lapsed and the girl reached the bottom of the slide, I ever-so-loudly told her “that is a baby! WE DO NOT PUSH OTHERS!!! I think you need to find somewhere else to play!”
I could tell you that I’m ashamed of it, but I’m not. Nathan found the whole thing hilarious and has not let me live it down, and began calling me “pit bull” the minute that kid went running out of that slide area faster than the speed of light. I guess I’ll own it… I mean, don’t mess with my babies, even if they’re not exactly babies anymore. :)