Urban Air

We attended Eli's birthday today at Urban Air, or I should say that Troy and I did.  My wife didn't feel well, so she decided to stay home.  The place was pretty cool.  Half the building was decked out with giant trampolines.  The other part was outfitted with a sort of ninja course.  And high above you in the rafters was a rope course.  Of course, our party didn't want to do any of that.  They only wanted to play on the playset...go figure.  When we did finally manage to get them onto the ninja course, they didn't want to do the obstacles, they just wanted to play in the ball pit underneath...again, go figure.  

The kids managed to get a lot of energy out, which was good, but Troy had several nasty encounters with some of the older kids in the ball pit.  He was throwing balls in the air to play, and a couple of them hit the older kids.  They promptly turned around and started hurtling balls at his head as hard as they could.  And even after one of them hit Troy in the eye, they still felt no remorse or guilt.  I chewed them out something awful, and still they didn't say sorry or even look abashed.  Kids nowadays are so rude and disrespectful, it's unbelievable.  Troy didn't have much fun after that.