
Butter staring at Lucy who was staring at Sir Bofferpants who didn’t care about any of it.
And Other Bad Words

Butter staring at Lucy who was staring at Sir Bofferpants who didn’t care about any of it.

In which I accidentally make a kids’ book illustration.



A total lunar eclipse isn’t that rare, but one with perfectly clear skies is. We let the kids stay up until 10:30 (on a school night, no less!) to watch the moon get swallowed.
Star gazing is so much more stylish in a convertible so we drove down to the lake and bundled up under blankets with the top down.
Cold night, was about 50° F when we drove home.

The morning after a sleepover, I took Beta, Alpha, and Alpha’s sleeping-over friend Rho to Altitude, an indoor trampoline park. (Fun fact: once upon a time they were called “jumpolines” until your mom got on one.)
They have a field of unadulterated trampolines for jumping, plus dodgeball (on trampolines), basketball layups (on trampolines), long jumps with trampolines (landing in a foam pit), climbing walls (over foam pits), and pugil sticks on a balance beam (again, falling into foam pits).
It’s pricey, as you’re charged by the half-hour and it’s $9 per person per half-hour (discounts apply for longer blocks of time). You also must bring special Altitude-branded non-skid socks or buy them for $2/pair.
It’s a really good time despite the price. I recommend not more than an hour at a time – the kids really started to flag after about 45 minutes. They slept well that night, too.