Dan and I decided to have a business meeting (as much as you can call us scribbling away at notepads and drinking coffee a business meeting) at an indoor playground yesterday.
In hindsight, I do not recommend it.
One grumpy one year old, and one hyperactive three year old (that has no concept of fear whatsoever) combined with the rainy weather of the last week causing everyone and their dog to have the same idea to bring the kids to play and get the sillies out of them. Lets just say none of it did much to help productivity.
But Declan playedran around like a headless chook and Connor got to eat a cupcake, so I’m fairly certain they considered it a raving sucess.
I can just imagine Amy in one of those places. I wouldn’t know whether to be terrified or relieved that she was running around and playing.
Veronica – the first time I went to one I was petrified, I don’t think I took my eyes off him, now he just runs around and comes back to our table for the occasional drink, I keep an ear out for any screams. Although we tend to go midweek very early in the morning to avoid any crowds.