Being a parent is an education. I find that as I navigate through the various challenges (and joys!) of parenting, they are often an opportunity for self reflection. For example, Will loves ball. I mean, REALLY loves ball. Any kind of ball, soccer, tennis, basket, base, kick, dodge, golf, Play Doh, ANYTHING spherical presents an invitation to play. I really have no basis for comparison, but I think he's pretty talented at putting the ball where he wants it. He has great aim and great concentration for a two and a half year old. He can kick, throw, put or shoot an object into a goal. And he's strong. And very strong willed.
For example, we took Will to the Big Time Fun Trampoline Center in Arvada. Will and I had been there once before and had an absolute blast, and this time we went as a family. The place is amazing- it's a giant warehouse padded to the gills with foam and duct tape and has huge, floor level trampolines all over the place.
You can roam everywhere.
It has a foam pit, a giant bounce house/obstacle course, a dodgeball trampoline room, a maze, some video games and lots and lots of noise.
It is a fantastic place to go to burn some energy.
There's a place with a playhouse and slide for smaller kids.
Will is always wiped out after spending two hours there.
However, he exhibits a laser-focused single mindedness on the balls. Video evidence:
Playing basketball with a little assistance.
We were finally able to cajole him into the bounce house.
I was sharply reminded of my own insistence to do activities focused on horses and only horses. I have a vivid memory of my own mom waiting around in dreary weather waiting for me to finish what must have been really tedious horse back riding lessons. And for that I thank her.
I ran all over looking for a Diego vest. No way was I, The Artiste, going to buy some stupid cheap-looking commercial costume from Party City. I was going to make the real deal! Plus the costumes were $35, and I wasn't going to spend that kind of money.
I couldn't find a white vest. So I tore the sleeves off of a khaki button down shirt in Will's size. I bought fabric markers and white iron on "mending" fabric.
I studiously copied the Animal Rescuers badge from the show.
I scoured toy stores for a "Baby Jaguar" (Diego's animal sidekick). The closest thing I could come up with was a stuffed tiger. Will seemed OK with it until he realized that the tiger didn't have any spots. So I drew some on with a fabric marker.
Eventually I caved and found a little Baby Jaguar at a toy store.
I bought some neon orange fabric spray paint and soaked an old backpack that I had. That didn't work out too well.
So I bought a "real" Rescue Pack (it was free, I had some bonus points, thank god).
And then. Will wouldn't put it on. He was excited about Baby Jaguar, but he wouldn't wear the vest or the back pack. So he went to the carnival like this:
I probably spent as much money making the costume as it would have been to buy. But I had fun anyway. The experience itself was worth it. Although I did get annoyed with him for not wearing a vest on which I had spent SO MUCH TIME and EFFORT. But hey, not about me. Big lesson learned.
He was into drawing on a pumpkin. So that's good.
Happy Halloween!
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