I took my daughter to her friend’s birthday party last week. Clara is always a little slow to warm up, but if Elysha is not with us, her slow-to-warn-up nature becomes downright glacial. The party was hosted at Jump Zone, which is essentially an enormous room filled with the kind of inflatable jumping apparatuses that you see at carnivals, school fairs and the like.
It looks like a lot of fun.
And Clara’s favorite thing to do is jump. Or maybe dance. Or maybe play with her little people.
But jumping is at least in the top three.
This place should have been like heaven to her.
Instead, this is how she spent her time:
Eventually she began jumping, but even this wasn’t exactly normal: