bounce house blues

surprise!  it's raining again!  but, today went from drab to fab - dada came home early!  we no sooner finished our late breakfast (ok, lunch!) when i got the call that someone special was just a few miles from home.  forever wanting to surprise the kid with, well, a surprise, i let mr. dada walk through the door and get the surprise face for himself.  jb's eyes light up if you mention the s-word.  he usually ends up wiggling, barely able to contain his excitement.  i really need a better picture of his silliness.  but... 

isn't this fantastic?

so with dada home because of our nasty rainstorm, we decided to load up our brood and head over to bouncin' bears.  it's not a place we've been in close to 6 months, mostly because of the span of the kid's ages; dylan not quite old enough to really grasp the whole jumping thing (let alone, her ability to then get up) and jb wanting a playmate by his side to jump along with him.  we were fully expecting dylan to at least run amuck with her big brother, but were met with crocodile tears and terrified howls.  i'm still scratching my noggin, trying to figure out what was so frightening about taking our daughter to a bounce house.  regardless, jb had a blast, playing with his dada, but we had to take turns consoling the red-headed rascal from the sidelines.  

 take note.

air by benji

 she didn't get the memo that this was supposed to be FUN...

 but jack did!

i wish i could have captured that big, open-mouth grin!

wrapped.

 you're making me play!