Forever, I thought that ace was never going to talk. But here lately he has really been jibber-jabbing about everything under the sun.
I recorded this video at dinner time the other night. Ace had been saying PIIIZZA all day, and so I figured he was asking for it… Momma wasn’t home to cook dinner, and I didn’t feel like cooking again, so we ordered some Donatos!!
Looks like he likes pizza just as much as me! He ate 6 pieces… 
I mean seriously. Ace has a whole room full of toys. Hell, you risk life and limb just to venture into the booby trapped maze of Fisher Price land mines!
With all the toys that Ace has, it never seems to amaze me the things that he plays with…
Favorite toy #1 is the toilet plunger! How much more sanitary of a toy could he find? If we leave the bathroom door open, it is a given that I will eventually trip over a tool designed to push a chunk of poo the size of a drain pipe!
Favorite toy #2 is the toilet brush… If you find the poop pusher in the kitchen, you are likely to find the Porcelain God’s loofah somewhere nearby. Let’s just see how many places we can spread the fecal matter, shall we?
Favorite Toy #3 is the attachment for the vacuum. But you know what’s funny..? If I actually attach it to the vacuum and turn it on so that he will actually be doing some cleaning…he wants nothing to do with it.
Favorite Toy #4 is the trash can lid. If you take it off of the trash can, put it in the middle of the tile kitchen floor, stand on it until it is flat, and then jump off… it snaps back into shape with a loud POP. Damned Rubbermaid…
And finally, Favorite Toys #5, 6, 7, 8, and 9…anything that is stacked in a neat pile, put away in a cabinet, on the counters, hanging from the Christmas tree, or otherwise purposely hidden from a two year olds view and/or reach…
What are your kids’ favorite “toys”?
The other morning Momma woke up and heard the TV on downstairs…and it was on cartoons. Ace has never gone down the stairs before in his life (without rolling down them). She went downstairs to find Ace running around the downstairs nekkid as a jay bird!!
Apparently, he took off his jams and diaper and decided to let the boys air out a bit…
Then she noticed a Fed Ex package sitting inside the living room next to the front door. She figured that I met the Fed Ex guy on my way out the door and threw the package inside…but I didn’t.
So our best guess is that Ace unlocked the front door and opened it when the Fed Ex guy knocked… probably greeting him in his birthday suit. The Fed Ex guy didn’t see a parent around, threw the package inside and shut the door.
Thank goodness it was our honest Fed Ex guy at the door, and not a child molester!!!
We have had a few things in place to keep this from happening…a baby gate at the bottom of the stairs, and a chain lock on the front door.
However, when I leave for work I can not lock the chain lock because you can only lock it from the inside. And the baby gate? I know I shut it. So Ace found some way of forcing it open and then shut it behind him…or he climbed over it.
Then a few days later I wake up to go to work and went to check on Ace before I left. He got sick in the middle of he night and we had to change his sheets at 3 AM, so I was making sure he didn’t puke all over himself again…
He was not in his bed.
I checked the baby gate down the stairs and it was shut. The chain was still on the door. He has to be in the house somewhere!?
I checked all the closets thinking that maybe he climbed in there and slept for the night. I checked all the rooms upstairs and even in the bathtub.
Ace was no where to be found!
So eventually I go downstairs to find Ace lying in the middle of the living room floor, fast asleep, with his Teddy and Blanky where he apparently fell asleep watching cartoons in the middle of the night.
He had shut the gate behind him and could not get it back open to go back upstairs to bed.
One of the scary things is that he isn’t the most graceful person going down the stairs, and he likes to carry 20 times his weight in stuffed animals down with him. I know I am going to wake up one morning the sound of THUMP THUMP THUMP as he is tumbling down the stairs.
And the sad thing is there is no way to gate off the top of the stairs!!
Maybe we’ll have to lock him in his room…but I’m sure that is against all kinds rules to Children Services .
So, we’ve been practicing going down the stairs. If he’s going to do it, we might as well teach him the safe way to do it. Hand on the wall. One step at a time. Put down the stuffed animals. Quit horsing around!
And now I leave through the side door…which he hasn’t figured out how to open yet. This way the chain lock can stay on the front door.
Can you imagine the look on the Fed Ex guy’s face when a butt naked two year old answered the door?
So many times I take pictures and forget I even took them. I downloaded all of the pictures off of my digital camera and realized that I completely forgot to write about the awesome time we had on a mini vacation in September!
The whole goal of this mini vacation was to get out of Dodge for the weekend, and go down to see the leaves changing along the Ohio river. There were a few other festivals that we were planing on attending as well.
So, we loaded up the truck, and we moved to Beverly….not really…but we did go to the hills. Not the Hollywood Hills, but the hills of Kentucky!
We drove down on a Friday night after work and got into the hotel kinda late. Ace was zonkerred out and Momma and I quickly followed his lead.
Saturday morning we got up early to go to a harvest festival/car show a few towns over. We get to the little po-dunk town and there was nothing…not one car being showed. We drove around the 5 whole blocks of this town to realize that their website was wrong. We finally found a sign advertising the car show… THE NEXT WEEKEND.
So much for the car show. We had all day and a full tank of gas. We just started driving and saw a sign for a National Park. We had not visited a National Park since we lived in Colorado. Ohio just does not have many extreme wilderness areas…ya know?
We paid for our day pass and drove about 10 miles back into this forest until we found ourselves parked at the end of a hiking trail alongside the Ohio River. Ace has never been hiking…let’s do it!
Off we go…hiking through the forest. It was pretty muddy because it rained the night before, and Ace hit every mud puddle along the trail. I rolled up the bottoms of Ace’s pants to keep them from getting too muddy…and I had to roll up mine as well. We were having fun!
The cliffs were amazingly high…and steep!
Tall Cliffs Near The Ohio River
Ace got to see a lot of things he had never seen before…big cliffs, the Ohio River, people riding horses, and even a few barges hauling stuff down the river (one was hauling port-a-potties…a whole barge full of porta-potties!)
We hiked and hiked…and hiked! I’m surprised that Ace’s little stubby legs still worked! But he did stop a few times to take a rest…
Taking A Rest While Hiking
We hiked all the way back to the truck where ace decided that there was something wrong with the front tire..
Dad, Here Is The Problem...
And after he fixed the problem…not real sure what he did…we headed back out on the road.
We came across a little park that marked a battle site from the Civil War…or something. ( I never have been a history buff.) There was a cannon that was used in the battle, and for some reason an old cabin.
Looking Down The Barrell Of A Cannon
Notice the jacket that Momma is wearing? It’s the one I reviewed…
Which by the way has been moved over to the new DadThing Reviews Blog!
Sitting On The Front Porch Of An 1800's Cabin
We quickly bored ourselves with a history lesson and headed back out onto the road. This time we ended up at the Louisville zoo!
Just so happens they were having a trick or treat night!! So, we got Ace dressed up in his best Fire Fighter Uniform and went to keep all of the zoo animals safe from any blazing infernos.
Firefighter Halloween Costume
And wouldn’t you know it…Dorothy, The Tin Man, The Cowardly Lion, and the Scarecrow from Oz were there!
We just had to meet them…and get our pictures taken with them…
The Tin Man and Dorothy
The Scarecrow and Cowardly Lion
Dad and Ace at the Emerald Palace!
Notice the bottoms of my pants?
Yup, some ‘tard forgot to roll them back down after hiking…
I guess Momma is right…I am special sometimes.
Bejweled Blitz
So how do you know when you spend too much time playing Bejeweled Blitz on Facebook?
Maybe you check the leader board while on break at work to make sure that no one has beaten your score!
Could it be that you find yourself organizing the cans in your cabinets into groups of three?
Do you dream up ways to sabotage that person’s computer who will always get 200,000 points every single week and you’re lucky to get 100, 000?!
Or maybe…just maybe…a good sign would be your two year old, who only speaks the language of Nick Jr, running around the house saying, “One Minute…Go!”…”Bang Bang Crash”…”A New High Score!”
Maybe…just maybe…that would mean that you play just a little too much.
Hi everyone! If you follow me on Facebook (my profile) you already know that we are on vacation in Orlando this week.
We drove 15 hours from our home to Orlando on Monday night and arrived in Orlando Tuesday afternoon. Tuesday night we just hung out and recooped from the looong drive.
Wednesday we got up and headed to Sea World! Ace was rarin’ to go!
We were there when the park opened and had Breakfast With Elmo and Friends…
While eating Ace got to meet all of Elmo’s friends. He got a hug from Telly Monster…
…and tickled by Bert…
…and his picture taken, on stage, with Elmo and Big Bird…
After breakfast we pet the Sting Rays…
…and pet the dolphins…
…and fed them too!
The Dolphin show was simply amazing with the acrobatics, high dives, and stunts with the Dolphins…
It was so cool that Ace sported this face for much of the show…
Overall the first full day in Orlando was a blast!!!
We have two full weeks of vacation planned including…hanging out at the hotel resort, going to Gator Land, and driving up to Duck, North Carolina where we will rent a house for a week and spend some time at the ocean!
Gotta go…Ace is ready to go to the pool! This kid is a fish!
Uncle. A simple word. Yet complex.
So what exactly is an uncle? Here are a few qualifying criteria of an uncle…
The point is that while we as adults easily understand what an Uncle is, it seems that the whole Uncle concept is confusing for two year olds…or at leat my two year old.
Ace has three uncles…Uncle Brandon, Uncle Mike (or sometimes referred to as Uncle Munch), and Uncle Charlie.
We have some family friends, that while not officially an Uncle, are around enough to have earned the glorified Uncle status. These people would be…Uncle Jason, Uncle Soichi, Uncle Shawn, and Uncle Bryan (with a Y not an I, like Bee-Ryan).
With all of these Uncles, it’s hard to believe that Ace has no real aunts… (So if any of you single ladies out there are looking for a single Uncle…I got the hook up. C’mon now for Ace’s sake…the poor boy is in Aunt-icipation)
So, why was I surprised…
Why was I surprised when he pointed at me said, “Uncle Daddy!”?
A few weeks ago we bought Ace his very first “Big Boy Bed”.
Since then we have been trying to get used to being woken up by a two year old who has woken up, destroyed the whole entire upstairs, soiled his diaper, and then decides it’s time to tell Mom and Dad it’s time to get up.
He still doesn’t talk all that well, so he resorts to physical attempts at waking us up. Which would you prefer?
There have been a few night where Ace has woken up in the middle of the night because he has fell out of bed, had a bad dream, or for whatever reason he is crying. We’ll give him a cup, put him in our bed and he’ll fall back a sleep for a few hours until the sun comes up.
Last night Ace came into our room at 3 AM wanting a drink. I got him a drink and put him in our bed. I fell back a sleep and when I woke up in the morning Ace was not in our bed.
Oh shit…I rolled Momma over to make sure she was not lying on him, then I imagined him falling down the stars last night, being abducted by aliens, packing a bag and heading to Vegas…where the hell was he?
I looked on the floor, in the hallway, in his play room, and finally found him curled up sound asleep with his blanket on his own bed.
I guess he is tool cool to sleep in Mom and Dad’s bed now since he is a “Big Boy”. What next, I gotta drop him off down the street from the park, so that the other kids do not see me?
Ever just do something on a whim? Ever just get in the car and drive not knowing exactly where you will end up. Momma and I used to do that a lot. Just drive, grab a hotel for the night, maybe see some local attraction, and then drive home the next day. Kind of nice to get away from the normal grind ever now and then…
We haven’t done that since Ace was born though. It’s kinda hard to just hop in the car and go. You gotta have a diaper bag, diapers, sippy cups, car seats, teddy bears, blankets, toys, extra clothes, and I’m probably forgetting something…I usually do.
So, we kinda improvised…we decided at the last minute that we were going somewhere, but we had to know where we were going. We can’t risk not being able to find a room, so we had to make a reservation. We packed all of the stuff that Ace needs…see paragraph #2 (and by the way the thing that I forgot in the list was baby wipes…luckily we did remember them in real life though 
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So we started planning about 8PM, left at 10PM, and got to the hotel at around Midnight. We got up in the morning, enjoyed the continental breakfast (Holiday Inn Express has the best breakfast…gotta get the cinnamon rolls), and then we headed to Indian Lake.
We made it to the beach, but it was a bit too cold to go swimming, so we just let Ace play in the shallow waves.
It felt good to step outside the lines of normal daily life again. It felt good to just go somewhere without thinking too much about how we were going to get there, what we were going to do, when we were going to leave, and how much it was going to cost.
No worries… Kinda like being two years old again. No wonder he is always in a good mood.
Ace is rough. He does not play nice…sometimes. He does not think twice about smacking the shit out of you, or kicking you in the nads when you are holding him, or pulling your hair (if you have any), or….poking your eye out!
You heard me right…poking your eye out!
Momma and Ace were playing on the floor and Momma took a fingernail to the eyeball. She said it hurt like hell, but we both kinda hoped that it would be better in the morning.
Actually it got worse. I came home from work at lunch to find Momma with an eye that was nearly swollen shut and bloodshot like she had been in one hell of a bar fight the night before.
I drove her and the eye poking two year old to the eye doctor where Momma was given some eye drops and told to keep her eyes closed as much as possible.
She spent the rest of the day resting lying on the couch with gauze taped to her orbit.
But while it is easy to get upset with Ace when he gets rough like this, you just can’t stay that way very long.
I mean, how can you feel anything negative at a face like this?
Well, that crazy blue elephant has returned again this summer…reekin’ havoc upon Ace in his very own backyard.
That damned thing comes out every time it gets warm and teases him with a small shower of cool water, just big enough for a three foot tall person to run through and cool down on a hot summer day.
And then once he gets close enough to enjoy the small shower… WHASHOOSH! The elephant explodes with a massive flood of freezing cold water that pours down on him…sending him into shock and he runs for his life…
He reaches safety just in time to see the monsoon turn once again into a small pleasant shower.
And then he does it again…and again…and again…
But after a while he starts to catch on…
…and he realize that there is a certain someone ( with a camera ) that is enjoying this a little too much. This certain someone turns a knob connected to the hose every time the monsoon rains down on him.
He is getting smarter…wiser…more experienced. It looks like that certain someone will have to step up their game in order to keep fooling this toddler.
Today we were at the ballpark watching one of our friends daughters play softball. Ace and I went to the playground.
Of course, Ace is not quite big enough for the playground. He can’t climb up to get on the slide, and he is not tall enough to jump on the swing set. So, Daddy gets to play too.
Ace was swinging…Dad was pushing…Ace’s hands keep getting lower and lower on the chain. He was eventually holding on to just the rings on the swing’s seat and not actually the chain.
He was getting wobbly and I was afraid we would end up in the emergency room. So, I stopped the swing…raised his hands back up on the chain…made sure he had a good grip…and gave a slight push.
What’s Ace do? He lets go!
It couldn’t be at the lowest point of the swinging arc. No no no! It had to be at the very tippity top. Right where the swing stops moving forward and start coming back down.
So what happens? Gravity. That’s what happened!
Ace fell a few feet and landed on his back in the gravel under the swing set. Of course I’m the only Dad at the playground, so all I heard were a bunch of Moms gasping for air…like that was going to stop him from hitting the ground so hard.
It knocked the wind outta the little guy, but we walked back over to where Momma was and a sucker made everything hunky dory!
And if you thought that was bad…
We were in the backyard playing. Actually, I was working and Ace was playing. I see Ace climb up the ladder on the swingset to go down the slide. He has only mastered this feat in the past few weeks and is extremely proud of himself for being able to slide by himself.
When I see him get to the top I usually give him a big smile and a “Yey!” Positive reinforcement, right?
So I give him a big smile. He smiles back.
Then I see is his eyes get big…
I see him falling backwards… (of course all of this is in slow motion)
His feet are above his head…
He’s coming full circle…a full backflip…
Only about a foot from the ground now…
…and SMACK! His face hits the ladder.
My eyes shut as I see his face bounce off of the piece of steel.
I open my eyes, try to remain calm, and briskly walk his way…
I can hear Ace crying…
Damn this is a long 20 foot walk…
Screw being calm…I’m running…
I find Ace lying face first in the grass…
I pictured black eyes, blood, a broken nose, and a trip to the ER.
I picked him up…roled him over…his face looked OK (for a screaming, slobbering 2 year old)…his arms appeared to be attached and in one piece…by God we may have come out of this one unscathed…but we go inside for a Momma inspection just in case.
Luckily all he had was a nice sized Goose Egg right between the eyes! No trip to the ER, no black eyes the next day, no blood, no broken bones…just a bit of swelling, a bit of crying, and a Dad whom you would have thought just saw his kid fall off of the Empire State Building .
And people wonder where the gray in my beard comes from…
We spent the weekend in my home town at Grandma and Grandpa’s house. Riding the 4-Wheeler, lying by the pool, going swimming, and doing a little bit of partying on Saturday night.
Ace, however spent the weekend sharpening his speech skills and getting lessons from some of the best out there…
Aunt Amber and Aunt Amy taught him some silly Frog song and he spent the weekend running around saying “mmmmm-eckkkkk mmmmm-eckkkkk mmmmm-eckkkkk-eckkkkk “. Don’t ask me…
Aunt Amy also thought it would be just darling for him to start his flirt training. She successfully got him to say “Hey Gurrrl!” to a few of his potential future mates. You better watch out girls!
Grandpa pulled in the driveway in his old truck, but Ace could not see him. Ace looked to the sky and said “Hewicoptur!”. I think he is indirectly telling you it is time for a new muffler Gramps.
And last but not least, Ace was walking barefoot across the patio when someone noticed he was not putting weight on the heel of his foot. Everyone thought he may have stepped on something sharp. So, I picked up his foot and brushed off a bunch of dirt and rocks. I announced to the peanut gallery that it was just some “Rocks and Shit”. And of course, Ace proceeded to copy my excellent English lingo and announce by himself that it was just a bunch of “Rocks and Shit!”, “Rocks and Shit!”, “Rocks and Shit!”
Can’t Bose make some curse word canceling headphones? I mean hell they make the noise canceling ones!
So, it has finally started to happen. Ace has been slowly starting to talk. First it was a few simple words like “Hi” and “Bye”. Then, he learned some animals: dog, cat, cow, sheep, bird.
But, tonight we were watching my favorite educational television show…Cops. They sure do find America’s finest to show. Other countries watching Cops probably think we are a bunch of toothless, wife beater wearing crack heads. But that is OK…it is good entertainment…for adults.
So anyways, they show this old man who was fighting with his wife. His wife called the cops and when the cops arrived the man was just wearing his underwear…whitey tighteys.
They call them whitey tighteys for a reason…they are supposed to be kinda tight. But this guy had them a size too big and about ready to fall off.
It was funny, and Ace’s Uncle Mike (also known as Munch in Ace lingo) shouted out in laughter…”Whitey Tighteys!”
And here comes Ace marching through the room clapping and chanting…”"Whitey Tighteys! “Whitey Tighteys!” It was hilarious!
I’m sure it is just a start to what Uncle Munch is going to teach Ace…and I have it coming. Still to this day Uncle Munch’s daughter, Olivia still broadcasts to the world (public places included) that she farted.
Where on Earth would she learn to do something like that?
Ace and I were outside enjoying the nice weather we’ve been having lately. He was playing in his sandbox, on his swing-set, kickin’ his ball…ya know all the fun outside stuff a kid does.
I, on the other hand was cleaning up the crap that had somehow managed to blow from everyone else’s yard into ours over the past few Winter months. I then started to pull some of the weeds that had taken over our flower beds.
This whole time Ace was happy playing in the very back of the yard which is completely fenced in. Soon he ventured up toward the house and was playing on the deck. I was working near the deck and could see Ace in plain site.
I turned around to gather up some crap out of the yard. When I turned back around, less than 30 seconds later…Ace was not in sight.
I stood up and could not see the little booger head anywhere…
Ya see he has had this fetish for the driveway lately…the only un-fenced section of the yard. He wants to exit the back yard and venture into the wilderness of the driveway and front yard.
I got up and ran to the driveway hoping to see Ace toddling not to far from me, but he was not in sight. “Shit! Where did he go!” I ran out front…looked left….looked right…nothing.
I ran back to the back yard and made sure I did not somehow miss him if he was hiding behind the pool, or hiding behind the slide of the swingset. Nothing…the kid was GONE!
My vocabulary at the moment had been reduced to…”Shit! F#&%! Shit! F#$@!”
I ran back out front again to have another look. I went around to the other side of the house…looked up and down the street…nothing. My chest felt heavy, yet my heart was racing.
“Momma is going to kill me!” (My vocabulary suddenly gained 6 words.)
I ran out back to look one more time…and there he is…coming out of the damn shed all happy and giddy. Looking up at the birds in the trees out back…just happy to be outside.
It’s no wonder I’m losing my hair and turning Grey at a rapid rate!
Guess what I did the very next weekend…
There will be no escaping on Daddy's watch!
I built a gate! There will be no escaping on Daddy’s watch!
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Last year Ace had a big birthday party because it was, well, his 1st birthday.
This year was not an exception. His party had quite a good turn out!
Last year there wasn’t really a theme, other then “Blue for Boy”. This year the theme was “Fire Trucks“!
Even though the themes of the two parties were not the same there seemed to be some similarities…
Last Years Cake
This Years Fire Truck Birtday Cake
Last Years Messy Cake Eating
This Years…Less Messy Cake Eating. Notice he is actually using the correct end of the silware this year.
Last Year: Grandpa S’s Funny Hat
This Year: Momma’s Funny Fireman Hat
This Year: Uncle Charlie’s Funny Fireman Hat
Overall the party was a success. Thank you Momma for throwing such a good party!
What will next years birthday party bring?
Momma went to Grandma’s house today to get ready for Ace’s big birthday party tomorrow, so it was a guys house today. Me and Ace doing what guys do best…a whole lotta nothing.
Nah, we did more than nothing. We spent most of the afternoon outside swinging on the swingset, throwing the ball, and playing in the sandbox. We went for a walk and watched the birds sing back by the creek. It was a great Dad/Son boding day…
After dinner I gave Ace a bath and then started to read him a story before bedtime. The book was about two birds that found an egg in their nest…it was not their egg, but they decided to sit on it anyways.
About three pages into the book Ace got up off my lap and ran over and started playing with one of his toys. Yup, the book was soooo exciting that even a two year old lost interest after three pages…
But guess who kept on reading…to himself. You guessed it. I found myself so mystified by what actually might be in that egg that I kept reading the book to myself…out loud and all energetic like I was reading to Ace.
As I flipped through the pages of the book in suspense of what was in the egg I thought to myself…”Why the hell are you still reading this?”…but, I couldn’t stop.
Maybe it’s an overdose of Moose and Zee, the Backyardigans, Dora, and Pinky Dinky Doo that have brought my judgment on what is entertaining to an all time low. You ever found yourself excited when Wonder Pets comes on the TV so that you can sing along with the song? Please say yes…
Two years ago today Ace made his first appearance in this world. It’s amazing how fast time flies…can it really be two years already?
Momma is sad that her little baby…is not so much of a baby anymore. I am excited that my little boy is becoming…well, a little boy.
So, what has happened in Ace’s 2nd year? A whole lot…
Ace has figured out that the world extends much farther than the walls of our home. The boy loves to be outside, at the park, riding on the mower, swimming in the pool, swinging on the swingset, or at the zoo.
He no longer fits in the kitchen sink for bath time, so we had to actually finish installing the bath tub in our upstairs bathroom. He has some foam letters that float in the bath tub, and at only two years old, he can tell you what every single letter is…both upper and lower case. (He’s a genius)
Ace spent his summer going new places and doing new things. Remember going to COSI, doing the chicken dance on the field at Cooper Stadium, going to Iowa for vacation, and swimming at the beach? We had a blast last summer…
Not everything last year was cheerful and happy though. We had to put down our family dog, Buddy. And after trying for 11 months, we got pregnant, and then mis-carried. Ace was young enough that he wasn’t really affected though, which is a good thing.
Last fall Ace drank his last bottle, went to his first fly-in and demo derby, went to Circle-S-Farms, and dressed up like a Vampire for trick-or-treat.
Winter time brought on Wildlights at the Zoo, an amazing Christmas, a new fish tank, and locking Momma out of the house.
So what will next year bring? So far we have a two week vacation planned at the end of summer, which I’m sure will provide some good blog fodder. Other than that I’m sure there will be some more mower riding, swimming, playing, and hopefully….some potty training!
Ace’s birthday party is planned for this weekend, and I know of at least one present he is getting that will get some exposure time here on DadThing. Stay tuned to hear all about his newest big boy toy!
While Ace can be one hyper kid, that is not what this post is about…
We recently took a trip to the awesome World Of Bounce!
World of bounce is fairly new here in the central Ohio area and is so much fun!
Ace, his cousin Olivia, Grandma S, Momma, and I all went for the Family Bounce Night. Which was quite the deal… We got to bounce for 3 hours, a large pizza, and drinks for everyone for only $25.
Ace ad Olivia loved it…
They had four different “bounce houses”. The one pictured above was a bouncy basketball court. They also had a huge slide that was probably over 20 feet high, and also two other giant bounce houses with slides, ladders, and numerous obstacles to bounce off of.
The coolest part was that the adults were free to bounce too! Let’s just say that I forgot just how much fun it was to slide!
Here are a few more pics…
Ace was one of the younger and smaller kids there. Most of the kids were 4 to 10, I would guess.
Of course there were exceptions to the rule. There were some kids pushing the 12-14 age group and they were being kinda rough seeing how there were much younger kids around.
The funniest part about the whole trip was when we were in the basketball court bounce house. Ace had a thing for the only yellow ball in there. He would grab it, throw it, run after it, and grab it again.
Then the older/rougher bunch of kids came in there and they grabbed the yellow ball. One of the older kids fell down holding the yellow ball and Ace saw the opportunity. He ran right over and took the ball out of the kids hands.
The older kids looked at each other like “What The…?”. It was funny because most of the kids would leave when the bigger kids got close to them, but Ace went up and took his ball back. I loved it!
But anyways, if you come to the central Ohio area and have a few hours to bounce around…check it out!
