Tonight, we went to one of Sam's friend's birthday party at Pump it Up. That's right, it's a warehouse type building full of inflatables. You know another name for inflatables? Blow-up things!!!
Bob's out of town this weekend so I'm single mom-ing it. (By the way, all you single parents out there...you are amazing.) Anyway, after unloading the boys
So, we go in Door A and, you guessed it, he freaks out again because lo and behold, Door A was hiding inflatables too! After about 10 minutes of that sweet little monkey holding onto me for dear life, the parents of his friend coming up to try and reassure him and my persistent assurance, he finally got down on the floor and ran over to play with a Cozy Coupe. And things would've been fine had he made it there about 2 seconds sooner. Another little boy beat him to it (unknowingly). After some assistance from the birthday boy's dad and his convincing the older boy to let Sam play with the car, he was set.
He was set until it was time for us to change rooms and then we started all over again. We didn't start from scratch, but we started all over again. We found another car for Sam to sit in. He's got my old one at home so maybe that was some sort of security for him. I guess he knew that cars don't belong on the inflatables, so as long as he's in the car, he's not going on the inflatable. Simple, right?
Well, I took this opportunity to enjoy the inflatable slide and it was quite exciting. I thought showing Sam how much fun it was would do the trick, but noooooo, no going on the slide.
Sam ended up having quite a good time. He did get on one inflatable that had basketball goals and lots rubber balls to throw around. He was in there most of the time with some bigger kids and he did great. He just ran around, throwing himself on the ground, running into the bigger boys (who were so sweet to him), and throwing balls.
I was really proud of him. It was kind of my first proud parent moment, seeing him conquer that fear. It did take a while, true, but I think this was a great lesson in him trusting me to protect him, not to push him but to be persistent and let him try new things on his terms.
After the inflatable part of the party, we had pizza, chips, fruit snacks (a new fav), and cake. All in all, I think it was a pretty big success. And for the record, Bob was sorely missed tonight. Sorely missed.