As part of my weekend of Birthday fun and adventure (yes I am another year older... Can you tell?) we took the twins to an indoor soft play area that had a ball pool.
It was so much fun. River got buried in the sea of multicoloured balls.
Indigo examined the balls very carefully with a lot of ooos and ahs.
And once they were used to the strangeness of being surrounded by soft (well kind of) plastic balls they decided to treat the whole experience a bit like bath-time (though with clothes still on, thankfully).
There was much splashing, both with feet and hands, so much so that these balls started whizzing all over the place. It was a lot of fun.
Unfortunately, they then decided that there were far too many balls in the pool and decided to empty it out a bit by throwing the balls, one by one, out of the pool. Mostly towards the tables area that had people drinking coffee and eating cakes... And seriously my twins have good arms. Those balls traveled a good distance.
I have decided (after I climbed in and joined the fun) ball pools, sure are a lot of fun!