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The tale of the soft play saviours.

The tale of the soft play saviours.

We hadn't been out for a few days and my anxiety that the kids would kick off was at an all time high.
It took everything in my power not to cancel but alas we kept our soft play date.
Saturday afternoon and the place was crammed to the brightly coloured rafters.
There were no tables free, everyone was perched precariously with their much needed coffee on every available surface.
The kids were wild but contained in the ball pitt.
I hadn't really noticed that you had come to sit behind us. Until you were kind enough to make a fuss of the grizzly baby perched over my shoulder.
We exchanged polite small talk.
You told me about your baby ups and downs, that some of your children were all grown up.
Then it was time to leave.
The baby hadn't slept for hours, tea hadn't been made and the kids were showing signs of over tiredness. We were close to having a category one meltdown.
As I wrestled the knackered but refusing to sleep baby who ha…

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