I didn't even get to bounce!
So for as long as we've had kids and we've been around those bouncy houses, I've wanted to get in one. I never have though out of fear that I would A) break it or B) embarass myself in some way. Well, last weekend I decided to quit listening to that little voice and climbed into the bouncer my sister-in-law had set up for her son's birthday.
I was in it a total of 5 seconds when Oliver got hurt. I took a step back so I could see what was wrong with him and disaster struck. When I stepped back, my foot went over the edge of the bottom platform and onto the lax material of the side. It made me lose my balance and I grabbed the netting to hold me up forgetting that the whole contraption is held up by air. Needless to say, in a horrifying slow motion second, I managed to make the whole side of the castle crumple, fell over the edge and ended up stuck like a whale in a fishing net. To add insult to injury, it had been raining a little all morning and there was a puddle on the roof. When I fell and pulled the side down, the water from the roof dumped on me and left me completely soaked. So I was hanging there, pinned to the side of the bouncy castle, pulling the whole roof down and the kids started screaming and pouring out of the thing. I managed to get my nephew's attention long enough to tell him to go get Uncle 7. Then I started laughing hysterically.
7 comes out and has a look at what's going on. His comment? To sigh and say, "Oh Kayla." the way you would to a pet that's done yet another stupid thing. He then just grabbed the net and rolled me back up into the bouncer, easy as pie. I rolled to the exit and sloshed into the house laughing my ass off and thanking God only two adults had seen me.
Lessons Learned: Llisten to that little voice in your head telling you not to do things dammit.
So for as long as we've had kids and we've been around those bouncy houses, I've wanted to get in one. I never have though out of fear that I would A) break it or B) embarass myself in some way. Well, last weekend I decided to quit listening to that little voice and climbed into the bouncer my sister-in-law had set up for her son's birthday.
I was in it a total of 5 seconds when Oliver got hurt. I took a step back so I could see what was wrong with him and disaster struck. When I stepped back, my foot went over the edge of the bottom platform and onto the lax material of the side. It made me lose my balance and I grabbed the netting to hold me up forgetting that the whole contraption is held up by air. Needless to say, in a horrifying slow motion second, I managed to make the whole side of the castle crumple, fell over the edge and ended up stuck like a whale in a fishing net. To add insult to injury, it had been raining a little all morning and there was a puddle on the roof. When I fell and pulled the side down, the water from the roof dumped on me and left me completely soaked. So I was hanging there, pinned to the side of the bouncy castle, pulling the whole roof down and the kids started screaming and pouring out of the thing. I managed to get my nephew's attention long enough to tell him to go get Uncle 7. Then I started laughing hysterically.
7 comes out and has a look at what's going on. His comment? To sigh and say, "Oh Kayla." the way you would to a pet that's done yet another stupid thing. He then just grabbed the net and rolled me back up into the bouncer, easy as pie. I rolled to the exit and sloshed into the house laughing my ass off and thanking God only two adults had seen me.
Lessons Learned: Llisten to that little voice in your head telling you not to do things dammit.
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