The “ball pit”


It’s Sunday and I have decided to take the kids to one of those places that we like to call a ball pit. But it isn’t as the name would suggest, there is no pit and there are no balls, other than the one being kicked into the goal in the corner and the odd few plastic ones. It is a play centre. Some play centres do have a ball pit but not this one. Anyway, I think I’ve made my point and should move on!

I’m sat on a hard green bench, coffee in hand, trying to write this while waving to my daughter every couple of minutes as she shows me what she can now do all on her own. Her brother used to help her on the tricky bits, pushing her bum up and over anything high and laughing as she went head first off the other…

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