Magic of lights

We go every year. This year, since we haven’t in a while, we decided to stop in and see Santa and shop around in the Christmas village. Santa was great and so was the woman taking photos! We stopped at the bouncy house, and my 12 year old son (who is autistic) wanted to get inside. So, we paid the $5 and he got inside and was jumping and having a blast. It was nearing the end of his 10 minute jump time and my husband and I were on the side of the bouncy house explaining to him that it was time to get out. Mean while, Gerry, the woman running the bouncy house was yelling at him from the opposite side that it was time to get out. She then walked over to us and frantically stated “his time is up and he won’t get out” to which I replied “I know, we’re getting him out now”.

He gave my husband a hard time, but he came over to the exit and reluctantly climbed out, all the while, Gerry was visibly rolling her eyes and huffing and puffing. As if we weren’t already frustrated and slightly embarrassed.

Mind you, the struggle to get him out of the bouncy house lasted no longer than 1-2 minutes tops. Do better and be more understanding and be thankful that I’m a changed woman, because it took EVERYTHING in me not to cause a scene.