The weather was so miserable all week, I was so bored sitting indoors scratching around looking for things to do.
I had promised to take my grandson, Jack, to the park during the week but it hasn't stopped raining . I know, I thought. I will take him to 'Whoosh'
'Whoosh' is a soft play centre where there are tunnels, slides, ball ponds. tubes, rope bridges, you get the idea.
So off we went to whoosh. As it was half term, as you can expect, it was absolutely packed. Full of small children getting overexcited, running up and down, climbing, jumping etc.
Jack is just three , a sensitive soul, and was a bit overwhelmed by all the noise and activity. Then came the dreaded sentence " come with me Grandma".
So for the next hour, I was dragged up soft, squashy ladders, I crawled through tunnels, shot down slides into ball ponds. we found a bouncy castle,a squashy see saw and a whole host of other things for an excited three year old to discover. It was wonderful !!!! I got cramp in my feet, needed to be helped out of a tunnell by 4 enthusiastic children !! and I loved every minute!!.
Well, it is now morning and , oh my god. OUCH. every muscle I have (including, I am convinced, some new ones) are hurting. Can barely move but boy was it worth it .
I love being a Grandma x