Yesterday
was Cailyn’s 8th birthday.
Time flew a little more quickly than I expected there. She had a birthday party yesterday afternoon. Super hero themed. Girl superhero, of course. Cailyn wore her new Batgirl cape that April
made under the tutelage of Chris the other day. She had an entire costume to go along with
it. Long Bat-socks. A Bat-mask just like the one Batgirl on TV
wears that in no way impedes her vision or adequately hides her secret identity
from anyone except the folks in TV land.
She wore a shirt emblazoned with the number 8, and even had yellow utility
arm bands. Frighteningly beautiful.
The
party was at a place called Jumping World.
Interesting outfit. I had actually
heard of it before. I saw an episode of
Undercover Boss a while back where the head honcho revealed what it was like to
work there. The entire center of the place
is a mass of trampolines shaped like fifty-yard dash straightaways with a trampoline
cushion at each end that rises up a good eight or ten feet. Kids were constantly running back and forth,
flipping and twisting and sprinting, trying to reach the top of the end
cushions. Another section was set up
with basketball goals and trampolines. Another,
Jachin and Micah and Josiah’s favorite, was a massive game of dodge ball on
trampolines. They also had simpler areas
for the little bitty guys, like a ball pit and a bounce house. Perhaps the oddest area, though was a huge
plastic cylinder floating on some water.
A kid could crawl inside and run around like a hamster, trying to get the
cylinder to move around. There were
random, you pay extra games all around the edges of the room. You know, like those games with the claw
where you try to pick up a stuffed animal.
And they also had a snack bar. Oh,
and for the adults … there were two separate areas, one with overstuffed
chairs, arranged around a television set.
And from what I could tell, both of those areas stayed quite full the
entire time. Not because parents were
neglecting their kids, mind you. It was
just that there was a football game on.
The Dallas Cowboys football game.
So sad. But enough said here. I’m sure there will be plenty more comments
on FaceBook throughout the day today if you want to wallow in the sadness
further.
The party
part of the festivities was held in a roped off area set aside for just such
occasions. Extra-long picnic-table with
a hostess provided by the place. They apparently
have a connection with a pizza place, because part of every party going on was
the pizza serving (and there were a lot
of parties going on). After the
pizza April and Nathan pulled out birthday cupcakes for everyone, and a special
round cake for Cailyn. It was allegedly
so she could have a large enough place to put her number 8 candle and the
Batgirl decoration. And after the
rousing song (which I couldn’t sing
rousingly myself because I was holding young Ezra at the time. Three week olds don’t take kindly to loud,
off-key bellering by old DadDad’s), Cailyn dug in to her special cake. No, literally dug in. Face first.
With only a little help from her Daddy.
She enjoyed her face plant immensely, though, and wore it for a few
extra minutes as a badge of honor. Plenty
of time for pictures. Nana and Aunt
Christina came to the rescue with baby wipes to clean it up.
Cailyn
was blessed with a lot of presents from her friends from school and the
softball team. Several of the girls were
even coming over for a girls’ night slumber party. Enjoy that, Nathan. I heard they were going to paint fingernails
and toenails. He’s a pro at that
one. In the words of the immortal Robin …
Happy Bat-Birthday, Cailyn.
Philippians
4:9 says, “Whatever you have learned or
received or heard from me, or seen in me — put it into practice. And the God of
peace will be with you.”
Father,
thank you for the eight special years we have had with Cailyn. Draw her close to you as she grows. Amen.
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