Yesterday we went to a birthday party at the local "playplace" in the mall. You know...one of those places that has slides, and tubes, and all kinds of foam things for your kids to climb through. For about $10 our kids got unlimited playtime in a huge maze of fun. Since our kids are older they played a rousing game of capture the flag in the huge structure. We told them to be careful of the little kids which ended up not being much of a problem. The place was so big that the little kids didn't even venture to the top. (I was always bothered by the big kids barreling over my little kids in places like that so I am pretty careful when we go to those sorts of places now that my kids are older.)
Anyway...so as the parents sat around the tables talking I noticed something interesting in the shoe cubbies.
Now do you see it?
Why is there a hairdryer just sitting on the shelf at the playplace? It seems oddly out of place. Or so I thought! After wondering about it for a few minutes a child exited the playplace. He was sweaty. That good, tired sweaty that you love for your kids to feel after playing hard. The kind that makes them nap hard. His mother sat him in that chair there by the hairdryer and proceeded to take off his sweaty shirt. She took a towel out of her bag and dried him off. Then she put a clean shirt on him. She changed his sweaty socks as well. Then she used the hair dryer to dry his sweaty hair. I was shocked. I guess I shouldn't have been, but I never would have even thought about doing any of that for my kids. I would have let them dry naturally. We witnessed several more kids being changed and dried off as we sat there.
Then when it was my kids' turn to leave the playplace I was a good mom and took my turn with the hairdryer.
I'm not sure how much cooler AG felt since there was no cool setting on the hairdryer.
And since I didn't even think to bring a change of clothes or a towel to dry her off with I used the hairdryer for that as well.
My other kids refused to be dried with the hairdryer. Once again I failed as a good Turkish mother. Oh well.