Play Time

Yesterday we had a semi restful day, Jacob's friend came round and we stayed in pretty much all day.  Rose spent over an hour working on her extra school reading programme and finished level C so as a well earned reward I am now sitting in Lil Monkeys play centre drinking coffee while they hare round the place like loonies.  (Maybe a small adults gym area might be good here too but the chair is comfy and the coffee and WiFi are free so whatever).

Jacob said he wouldn't enjoy it but I'm not sure it turned out that way.

And here is the main reason Rose chose this place as her level C treat, jumping off something high into something squashy.  Cool.  In Victorian England, when I was growing up, a playground was a swing set or if you were lucky there might be a slide or a seesaw or something and there was probably Tarmac/asphalt or gravel or a tank of sharks or some other dangerous substance underneath.  Kids have it so good these days.