Today was supposed to a trip to the Etruria canal festival but due to the weather it was altered to a play centre.
The usual suspects were there, myself (obviously), My Son, Mum, my Sister and here two little ones. The idea being they would be occupied and kept dry, that and my nieces wheelchair would not sink in the mud. The dry part was not so successful.
The place was relatively quiet at the beginning so I was grabbed by my son to chase him around the child sized hamster assault course/cage, this is what normally happens when we get here, this is also not what my sister was expecting; thus she was dressed inappropriately, which somehow was my fault in not knowing that she did not know that she also would be dragged into the cage, even though I did not know she would be. In fairness I think it was the speed at which my son gets around on hands and knees that threw her, and maybe the speed that her fat b……d of a brother gets around as well. In my defence I have to try and catch my son. He mocks me with the floss if I don’t give 100%
The play surfaces of the multi level cage of pain are padded, which helps old joints and feet from any impacts, I have learnt to just throw myself around in there and not worry about it. However even with the pain meds I am on, plus the over the counter pre dosage, the play centre is like a credit card…I will pay for it later. And right now it is later. One normally has a fortnight to recover before it happens allover again but because of his holiday rearrangements and my exe’s birthday I only had a week this time.
Besides my back gets cracked in there, loudly, which could be a good thing – or a bad one, we will see the next physio appointment, it might improve the A4 piece of paper exercise drawings to do. It will defiantly help a chiropractor when I can afford one, more movement in my spine.
One downside though…
No ice lollies for sale, not a one. The kids where going around hair sodden, the adults that are on it were in various states of redness/sweatiness/sodden hair and they are only thinking about selling them…WTF?
Hot Kids + Hot Adults = Ice lollies sales
They don’t even have ice-cream for the parties – again WTF?
So we came home and had them.
My sister has had a challenge thrown at her by my Son (nearly 7)…When we beat them next time…
I have told him…
Next time she will dress for it, AND will want revenge, so will be triple determined to catch us. Even more so when she reads his gauntlet throw-down he came up with after she had left for home.
That day is gonna hurt!