So you want to go to soft play?

Before you ignore the warning bells in your head and agree to take your child to soft play – here’s a quick reminder of what’s ahead. Do you really want to go?

1. Your child gets it into their head that they want to go to soft play. You weigh up the options. It’s pissing down with rain so the park is out. There are no drop in classes on in your neighbourhood that you can face going to. Swimming is too much like hard work on the three hours sleep you’ve had. Your toddler keeps whining “I wanna go to soft play, I wanna go to soft play, I wanna go to soft play,” and repeat. You’re not sure you can hide in the kitchen and block the noise out any longer.

2. Despite his life depending on you taking him to soft play this morning, your toddler has a meltdown from the top of the scale just before leaving the house. Why? Because you ask him to put his coat on. You consider not going to soft play, but then the whining starts up again. It’s easier to give in.

3. You arrive at soft play, take off the toddler’s coat and shoes with minimal fuss, and sit in an uncomfortable plastic chair while watching your little darling run towards some PVC cushions on a bright green mat. For a wonderful few seconds, your day looks up. You consider ordering a coffee. Then your baby starts wailing and reminds you she needs feeding. Now.

4. A high-pitched cry coming from somewhere within the purple and blue mass of plastic and netting before you definitely belongs to your child. You hastily unlatch the baby from your boob and while she starts screaming in protest, you clamber into the sweaty plastic maze that is soft play. You briefly try to drag a child out from the netting before realising he doesn’t belong to you.

5. With one hangry baby on your shoulder, you manage to extract your own toddler from underneath a giant octopus. “I fell down Mummy, I fell down Mummy,” he keeps repeating. You feel momentary guilt for not watching him properly –  but then console yourself when you notice that the bump forming on his head isn’t going to give him a black eye. You send him back to the mosh pit praying he doesn’t run straight into the rather older, louder children who have just arrived.

6. You remember that your baby, who is half wailing half trying to latch onto your shoulder, is starving.

7. Your baby falls asleep post-feed and your put her in her buggy. You order coffee which the waiter burns but you don’t care. You have been waiting for this moment since 5.10am, and now for 48 glorious seconds, you sit down and try to enjoy it while blocking out the din of shrieking children.

8. Your toddler runs up to you, knocks the table leg so your coffee spills everywhere, and begs you in their cutest voice ever to “please come on the slide with me mummy”. You resist the urge to say something impolite to the gaggle of pushy kids on the rope swing and sit your toddler in your lap at the top. You feel a fleeting moment of smug satisfaction about the quality play time you are spending together. Then you go down the slide and the pain that shoots up your coccyx when you both hit the bottom stays with you for the next two weeks.

9. You decide it’s time for your exit strategy and tell your toddler they’re about to close soft play soon and so all the children need to go home. He looks at you in disbelief, kicks off the shoes you try to put on his feet, and lies down in front of you kicking the floor and screaming, “I don’t want to go home.”

10. You buy your toddler a packet of crisps from the disapproving waiter who burnt your coffee. You hand them over to your two-year-old and try to block out the voice in your head that’s reminding you that you’re trying to bribe less and offer less junk food. Your toddler wakes the baby with his final protests before gulping down the crisps and being sick on the carpet.

Do you still want to go to soft play today?

*Disclaimer – I can’t blame Milin or Jasmin for any of the events above. They may have been based on my scariest nightmares.


The Reading Residence

19 Comments on So you want to go to soft play?

  1. Honest Mum
    March 27, 2014 at 7:15 am (4 years ago)

    Oh my gosh, brilliant, soft plays can be a total nightmare, especially when you end up in the ball pool, I’m going to share a soft play pic with you on twitter that will make you laugh. P.S What’s with all the crazy, misspelt soft play names too Kidz Play-drives me insane!

  2. Molly
    March 27, 2014 at 7:22 am (4 years ago)

    This is so brilliant! I had EXACTLY this day about 2 weeks ago & swore never again. My son loved it….. of course

  3. Head in Book
    March 27, 2014 at 10:42 am (4 years ago)

    Ha ha, I am SOOOO glad that my toddler soft-play days are over 😉

  4. Making Memories in the Chaos
    March 27, 2014 at 11:09 am (4 years ago)

    Oh this is so true! I try to avoid soft play areas at all costs – and this has reminded me why!!! Hilarious!

  5. Jenny @ The Brick Castle
    March 27, 2014 at 2:20 pm (4 years ago)

    I avoided soft play once I had the baby and the toddler – I just wasn’t brave enough and that’s why 😀

  6. Genna Millar
    March 27, 2014 at 8:00 pm (4 years ago)

    Wow, you actually just managed to help me with my soft play internalisations…I HATE soft play! Ha ha! I just realised, I think all of these things at once when my kids pipe up about wanting to go there!

  7. Eleanor (thebristolparent)
    March 28, 2014 at 7:55 am (4 years ago)

    Here in Bristol there are so many better alternatives to soft play, baby play cafes in particular, where there’s less ‘challenging’ physical environments that involve you rescuing the toddler from some rubber-gilded maze. Hopefully they have some in your area too! I do only have one baby though, perhaps these also become impossible when you have two…

    I don’t mind traditional soft play apart from two things: the ignorant texting mums/carers who just ignore their (usually massive) kids, and the disease levels – they are never that clean I don’t think.

  8. over40andamumtoone
    March 28, 2014 at 1:47 pm (4 years ago)

    Oh bless you, sounds like rather an ordeal. I think I’m probably fortunate that Monkey doesn’t really like soft play!

  9. Genna Millar
    April 7, 2014 at 12:23 pm (4 years ago)

    I’m writing a post right now where I mention this post because it rings so true! How I hate soft play!

  10. lifeatthelittlewood
    April 8, 2014 at 10:32 am (4 years ago)

    Just brilliant! I have had all of these happen to me AND I once got wedged between two twirly spongy things whilst eight months pregnant and trying to rescue my toddler. I was gone so long that my mother in law sent a member of staff in to find me. I’m still a tiny bit traumatised ;). Loved this! #thethemegame

  11. Caroline (Becoming a SAHM)
    April 8, 2014 at 11:02 am (4 years ago)

    lol great post, very funny and very true to life! It always seems like a good idea then descends into chaos with screaming kiddies! xx #thethemegame

  12. Mel
    April 8, 2014 at 11:44 am (4 years ago)

    Soft play can be a nightmare when they are little! Funny post. I have to say now that Crevette is five and Jumpy three, I find the whole experience a lot more enjoyable. All I have to do is sit in the ball pit with Jumpy, who usually aims plastic balls at my face (doesn’t even hurt! better than a phone or a remote control). x Mel #TheThemeGame

  13. thereadingresidence
    April 8, 2014 at 12:12 pm (4 years ago)

    Very funny, though also ringing too many nightmare bells! I always went with friends when Little Man was still feeding, just to avoid that problem of needing to wade in to the ball pit mid-feed! It’s not so bad now that they’re a bit older! Thanks for sharing with #TheThemeGame x

  14. Iona@ Redpeffer
    April 8, 2014 at 12:45 pm (4 years ago)

    Oh soft play, what fun. Rather luckily for me, my son hasn’t ever been terribly keen so once my eldest got ‘too big’ (or so I told her…..) for it, we have escaped it for ages, yay!

  15. Helen
    April 9, 2014 at 5:39 pm (4 years ago)

    This brought back many memories of the soft play experience! I can remember the ridiculous optimism of taking the paper to read – as if! And it is remarkable how you pick out your own child’s injured cry in the din. I’m pleased to have got past this stage though a recent outdoor adventure playground had me trying to scramble up ropes to rescue 11 year old so the adventures continue. Helen

  16. Alice Megan
    April 9, 2014 at 11:45 pm (4 years ago)

    I used to work in a soft play area and the ‘parties’ used to fill me with dread plus I was the smallest so always had the fun of cleaning the slides. Oh the joys!

    • Mummy Says
      April 10, 2014 at 7:07 pm (4 years ago)

      Oh wow. Sorry but that sounds like a terrible job! Like an endless soft play nightmare!

  17. Merlinda Little (@pixiedusk)
    April 10, 2014 at 10:58 pm (4 years ago)

    HUsband is always the one who goes with son inside those maze thingy and I am the guard of our belonging. Life is good =P #TheThemeGame

  18. lisaslife1970
    April 12, 2014 at 4:05 pm (4 years ago)

    I used to think soft play was something fun till I started following mummy bloggers on Twitter! Brilliantly written 🙂

    **says a prayer of thanks for having to walk the dog in the rain now & again**


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