On St. Patrick's Day, we went to Jumping Jungle. A friend from my youth came to town, and we thought it would be fun to get together and catch up, and let our boys play.
Morgan didn't want to pause for a picture, so most of them, he is on the move.
Since it was St. Patrick's Day, everyone was wearing green. Most of the green shirts were even the same shade as Morgan's. So, I would be looking for him, catch sight of a green shirt zinging by, and would think I'd found him, but on closer inspection, would realize I was chasing a stranger.
We just happened to go on a day when they were trying to raise money for a charity, so there were characters and balloons and door prize drawings, etc.
The closer it got to lunch time, the more rambunctious the kids got. Soon it was apparent that it was time to go.
But first, we had to have a heartbreaking episode of an escaping balloon. Luckily there was an extra.
We had fun, and it was good to see Katie.
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