So, I took my kids to Giggle Beans today. It was supposed to be a fun morning with two of my close friends and their kids. It started out okay; no big problems, just the usual kid stuff. One hour into our 3-hour playtime, Spencer was climbing on a toy - an actual toy meant for kids to climb on - and it collapsed. The poor boy came up screaming with dark, dark blood running down his lip, a bruised cheek, and two teeth knocked loose. I will spare you all the details, but the short version is that I picked him up, drove across the street to an urgent care (location, location, location!) where his lip was stiched up by a mean doctor who told him not to cry because "he would look back on it an be ashamed of himself". Needless to say, I was about to kick in his teeth! After speaking to the owner of Giggle Beans, I found out that the owner knew the toy was broken but had it out on the play floor anyway. I am not sure what to do about this exactly, but she did offer me free membership to Giggle Beans with no expiration date. I think probably I need to make an insurance claim or someting with their insurance company, but she did not let me fill out an accident report or anything. I guess that is something I will deal with tomorrow.
On a more positive note, last week was a fun one. Swimming and playing and celebrating birthdays.
Summer is winding down...three more weeks until I am back to the daily grind. I can't exactly wrap my mind around it, but I know for sure I am getting stressed out about it. I can't imagine not spending the days as I please and being with my munchkins day in and day out. I already bought the school supplies for Spencer, so that is out of the way. If I wait until the last week, I feel too much pressure.
There is actual vanilla ice cream under all those sprinkles. We gave Spencer the can of sprinkles, and boy, did he sprinkle.