Death of a bouncy house
I regret to inform you that as of 12am this morning the bouncy house is no longer with us. I was running around last night charging batteries and gathering blankets when I noticed. She just didn't look the same. Even from a distance I knew something was wrong. She was all slumped over in the corner. My instincts kicked in and tried to resuscitate her with mouth to mouth. Despite my best efforts it wasn't enough. I quickly moved to the already charged (so as not to awaken the kids) air compressor because I knew time was of the essence. She responded and thought we were in the clear but then I heard the sound no one wants to ever hear coming from a bouncy house, whoosh. It was a fruitless effort. Sure…