Vincent and I went back to the Raven (see previous post) on Sunday. We got his face painted like a tiger (so he went around roaring at everyone, pretty funny), and he actually started going through the whole long two story (!!) bounce house on his own. He was in that thing for three hours, I think, though he took breaks to go back to the little petting zoo and go listen to the music (every band, I think there were five while we were there, covered that "867-5309 Jenny" song from the early 80's, it seemed).
(Unrelated to Vincent stories but speaking of bands, my friend Staci wants me to meet up with her while V and I are in Bath and go see some band she loves. They are playing at Dundee Raceway, and Staci actually said, "It's one of their best venues, pretty much the entire audience has all their teeth!". I told her that I'd have to give that one some serious consideration.)
This morning Vincent and I went swimming at the Welles Park pool across from the library. It's indoors and huge and really quite nice for being a Chicago Park District pool. We went with Michelle and her son Max, neighbors of ours in the condo complex. Max is the one who is a year and a half younger than V and totally idolizes him. Apparently the park district has swimming lessons for kids V's age starting in the fall. Though I am also thinking of the little tots soccer league (soccer! for 3 year olds! Can you imagine?) which may conflict. It would be good for him to learn to swim. We have to get him a life jacket for Keuka Lake.
Gotta run, beer is waiting on the Gershfeld's back porch. I could get used to this tenured thing! :)
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I'm sure mom and dad said the same thing when we were kids but... Doesn't childhood for Vincent just seem so much cooler than when we were kids? That 2-story jumpy castle thing sounds so cool, even I want to go on it.
(Those are pretty popular in Thailand too... at all the fairs, there were always 2 or 3 of them blown up and operating.)
You know, it's actually big enough that I could have gone on it (the weight limit was 200 pounds) but I was there by myself and didn't want to leave my bag there outside without anyone watching it. A few parents braved it!
It does seem like there's a lot of fun, but there is also a LOT more supervision and parental involvement. Almost too much.
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