In the tub!
always been a hit with them, and it did not fail them last night. Mario kept bouncing near a little girl in order to see her fall. Wicked little guy. I finally had to chastise him in front of all of the parents and he cooled it somewhat (until us parents went back to talking and I saw him inching closer out of the corner of my eye). Maria climbed out with two more minutes of time left. I asked her if she had fun and she responded “Yeah, mom, my hip just hurt.” God, she is Jon’s child!
After the bouncy house, we strolled past a climbing wall (these festivals are going up-scale)! Mario immediately ran towards it and the carni-man asked him if he wanted to try it. Mario did. I thought that he would scale up that wall in two minutes with as tiny as he is and as strong as he is but instead he stopped after the first foot hold scared to death. He explained to the carni-man “I will do it some other time.” God love him. He chooses his risk-taking activities wisely. I asked Maria if she wanted to try it and she did, too. They strapped her in and up she went. She had some hesitation at first but as soon as I yelled to her that she was beating a boy on the other side, something hit home. She had on flip-flops so it was hard to grip the foot holds but she made it 3/4 of the way up the wall before she lost her footing and came down with a large surprised smile on her face. Again, what a joy I get from observing my courageous, intrepid daughter.
We hit the tub ride (Maria’s and Mario’s favorite for years) and the inflatable house before getting two rainbow sno-cones and calling it a night. Tonight is the big night because dad has agreed to come with us. We have already reserved the climbing wall for dad to climb – Mario announced when we left the wall last night “My daddy could climb to the top of that wall because he is really strong.” Nothin’ like some pressure, babe!
"MOM!" 