Keep Climbing.

This past weekend we had two birthday parties and a Superbowl party, and Adam is back to soccer at the YMCA (they don't have enough older kids to make it worth it for Ellie, but we'll consider AYSO if she wants to play soccer again - she's definitely working on her gymnastics for now.)

Sparing the gruesome details, the first part of the day was a disaster, full of tears, very few of them for an important reason (example: much sobbing about the pinata breaking, despite the fact that it was full of candy and toys!) So the afternoon party at the trampoline park had me worried about how it would go, especially when I think that a party at a facility is a cost to the host, more than when you're at someone's house (because don't worry, we always eat our share of pizza and cupcakes before we split. Mama's hungry!)

But for once, they rose to the occasion, LITERALLY!

Oh my wild little spider monkeys (Adam got much farther than the photo demonstrated. And he climbed up there without sobbing, which is a victory in itself.)

Also, can you believe how long Taco has grown?!?!