#28: Back to the Blog

A wise friend of mine once said, "Kids are much funnier if you just think of them as drunk adults." This is never as true as when you work in a kids gym. First, you have the clumsy drunk. It's easy to see the parallels between the kid who gets so excited he runs off the edge of the balance beam, and that girl in the bar who runs into the door post. Then, we have the daring drunk. The 13-month old who steps to the edge of the platform and dives face first into the matt below is not unlike the dude at the concert who tries to crowd surf into no one. My favorite, the loving drunk, makes friends with everyone. There are children who are prone to hugging other babies who aren't old enough to realize that the things around them are friends and not pets. This is not unlike the many girls at the bar who have sworn they are "Oh-my-gah-totally-gonna-be-best-friends".And of course, we are all familiar with the emotional drunk. Known to burst into tears when I take the parachute away or start slugging at the toddler who stole his sippy cup, this is the most dangerous of the children. One might liken him to the guy who got thrown out of Coco's the other night, or the girl sitting in a puddle of tears becuase she caught Candy making out with her guido boyfriend. Perhaps Ponce de Leon was looking for the fountain of youth in all the wrong places. He need only look to the bottom of his bottle. 

"I love that you call it a fire pit. It sounds like there should be dinosaurs"~English Andy on American traditions.