Airing Her Out

There's no school this week, so the Monsons are on vacation. Make that a staycation. We haven't gone anywhere. In fact, we have barely left the house. Charlotte spent Saturday (except for church), Sunday, and Monday in PJs. There's nothing wrong with that, but by Tuesday morning Char was driving us crazy. She was about to explode from pent-up energy.

It's too cold for the park, and we thought about the play place at the mall, but our little girl is now too big for that. She's also too big to spell out words around. I suggested to Daph that we look up the open hours at "P. U. M. P.", and Charlotte jumped up and said, "Pump it Up! Are we going there?"

Well, it looks like we are now...

(Note to self: I want carpet like his for my basement.)

On Tuesdays for seven dollars (parents are free), you get an hour and a half of "open jump" access to their two rooms of inflatables. That's the length of a typical kids movie, and a heck of a lot cheaper.

Slides and smiles!

The cliff dive was scary, but she conquered her fear of heights. 

Even the video games made her exercise.

The whistle blew at 1:00, and Pump it Up had wore her out. That's a great deal.