On days like today, when it's a million and ten degrees outside, we like to visit our favorite Chic-fil-A. Or, as some like to call it...Christian Chicken! We choose this place because they have an indoor play area. And my boys LOVE it!
Until recently, Denver could not master the art of climbing up the tower to get to the fancy tunnels and slide. So, he would stick to playing in the toddler area with the tiny treehouse. Which, may I say, is super cute! But, today, he figured out how to swing his chubby little legs just right so he could ascend to the fancy pants part of the jungle gym. And boy was he proud of himself! That is, until he discovered what Galileo discovered so long ago; What goes up must come down. And it's the coming down that Denver was not so sure about.
What I also enjoy about this establishment is that parents, who are brave enough, can sit in the dining area and watch their children through plexiglass. They can enjoy their food in a place that doesn't smell like stinky socks. And that's just what we did. We watched Denver climb up the tower and we cheered for him when he reached the top. All the while not realizing that the plexiglass I mentioned is also soundproof. So, all the accolades were really only heard by patrons of the restaurant trying to enjoy their lunch in peace. Also, thanks to the sound proof plastic, we were unable to hear Denver's cries for help. His sad, sad, sad tears. Once our attention was drawn to him (thanks to a parent who WAS paying attention) we decided that one of us should try to coax him down.
Denver loves slides. LOVES slides! But the slide at the end of this toy is one of those corkscrew ones that you can't see the end of until you're there! And, we discovered later, they are NOT intended for adults! Turns out, the "you must be under this height to play" sign, was very aptly sized. Anyway...we could not talk him into going down the slide. He sat there and watched kid after kid after sweaty kid go down and climb back up but he wouldn't do it. I suppose, he was unsure where it lead. So...
After some deliberation, Casey decided to climb the tower to rescue our sad baby. What a man, what a man. And what a flexible man! This tower requires you to be very limber...if you're not a 2yr old. But he maneuvered his way up and brought down the kid. Once at the bottom, Denver was encouraged to "STAY DOWN!" But, curiosity, and probably tiny people peer pressure, got he best of him and he climbed back up TWICE! And, was rescued TWICE more by his ever-lovin' momma.
As much fun as it was (I say this with all due sarcasm), I decided that twice was enough and we "shut the party down" as my dad would say. Put back on the stinky shoes and went home.
I'm sure that the folks enjoying their chicken sandwiches this afternoon were very entertained by the circus that is our family. And we were happy to oblige!
ahhh...the life!
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