Since the commencement of second grade, my daughter, Dani, has made a new bff. After much pleading and promises of good behavior, we had a playdate with the bff on Friday.
Playdates with my daughter are always…eventful. She morphs into ENTERTAINMENT mode. Dani is constantly offering her guests treats, coming up with silly games, messy crafts, and looking for the craziest things to do!
Halfway through the three-hour visit, the bff was giddy when she noticed our trampoline. My three kids and the bff raced outside to jump. Perfect! Trampolines are easy entertainment.
My toddler was sleeping, so I stayed inside and started mopping. I left the kitchen door open to our gated backyard and listened to their happy jumping squeals. We have an additional door going to the backyard from a bedroom, and I could also hear kids going in and out of that door several times, maybe to use the bathroom.
The giggles and even screams of laughter just kept increasing. They were definitely having a fun time. Maybe too much fun?
It had been about ten minutes. I checked on them. The hose was turned on full blast and white foam had transformed our trampoline into a giant sudsy slip n’ slide. “It’s soap Mom! Isn’t this great!” my daughter enthusiastically hollered.