Yesterday we spent a few hours at an indoor fun center, where buying a kids meal will give free access to the giant bounce houses. Isaiah was in such heaven jumping with his friend that he abandoned his french fries and his sister ate them all. She was too little to bounce, so I brought her stroller and a few stuffed animals to push around, which she did with gusto. She would often disappear from my sight and I'd have to track her down in the arcade, checking out the bowling balls, or once even starting down a slippery bowling lane, pushing that little stroller full of stuff.