But now I know. That’s not the way it works. There’s something different about being a twin. If we had to split our boys up in a school setting, I’d send them elsewhere.

We’ve visited twice already. The highlight is always the long ramp that connects one floor to the other. Yes, I paid a $150 annual fee for them to run up and down a ramp over and over. And just behind the ramp is a big slide. I sat down and watched as they climbed up the stairs (built into the side of a pretend boat), rang the boat’s bell, then slid down… about twenty times before I insisted we move on to something else because I was getting bored. Next time I’m bringing reading material.

Benjamin also liked the pretend fire station. They both freaked at the mention of trying on the firefighter clothes, but Benjamin drove the truck for a while (below) while Jonah climbed up on Benjamin’s seat and jumped nearly two feet down. Over and over until I stopped him for fear of punch-drunk syndrome.

And they didn’t know Jonah was coming or else they would have put out a dozen crayons instead of a hundred. He was in crayola heaven. He grabbed a couple of handfuls, immediately picked out all the orange ones, and got to work.

And 90% of why we joined… an indoor bounce house. Combined with the ramp and the slide, it’s a perfect way to wear out two toddlers while enjoying the lovely air conditioning:

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I’m still here, aren’t I?

That’s because you don’t have any other option.

That’s not true.

That wasn’t very nice.

That wasn’t very nice.