What My Kids Really Think of This Weston Indoor Play Place

What My Kids Really Think of This Weston Indoor Play Place

By Daniel Reid

With three kids under 10, I’ve been to enough indoor play places to know the difference between “fun for five minutes” and “can we stay all day?” Flying Squirrel definitely landed in the second category. We spent the day testing (running, climbing, and bouncing) our way through everything the park had to offer. Here's what my kids—ages six, eight, and 10—had to say about the attractions.

Adventure Soft Playground
This was our starting point. The six-year-old disappeared into the maze of slides, tunnels, and secret hideouts within seconds. She called it her “super squirrel fort” and refused to come out for 40 minutes. “I live here now,” she said. She would still be living there today if I hadn’t been forced to extract her against her will.

Freestyle Courts
Next up: bounce time. The kids bounced, flopped, and tried stunts they definitely wouldn’t have been allowed to do at home. “Watch this!” was shouted roughly every 12 seconds. The eight-year-old declared it “the best part because you can jump and fall and no one tells you to stop.” I felt personally targeted by that statement.

Trampoline Dodgeball
A perfect mix of chaos and competition. The 10-year-old took it seriously, locking in on targets like a pro. The eight-year-old dodged everything like his life depended on it. The six-year-old mostly spun in circles and occasionally threw the ball at the wall. “I got you!” she shouted. She did not (but that’s OK!)

Slackline
The foam pit version of a tightrope walk. The eight-year-old gave it a real shot, made it three wobbly steps, and fell in with a dramatic “Noooo!” The six-year-old skipped the line altogether and made herself comfortable in the pit below. “I made a little bed in here,” she said, lying flat in the foam with zero intention of moving.

Battlebeam
Time for some sibling rivalry. The 10-year-old knocked the eight-year-old off the beam and into the foam pit in three seconds flat. “That was too easy,” the 10-year-old smirked. “He got lucky,” the eight-year-old replied from the pit, already climbing back up for a rematch.

Clip-In Climbing Walls
Vertical fun, with safety ropes and colorful grips. The eight-year-old zipped up like a lizard with a mission. “That felt higher than it looked,” he said, still catching his breath. The six-year-old said she was just waving from the bottom.

Dunk Hoops
Trampoline basketball never disappoints. The 10-year-old nailed a dunk and celebrated like he won a championship. The six-year-old tossed the ball straight up and declared, “That almost went in!” It didn’t. But the confidence was strong.

Drey Cafe
Midway through the day, we hit the snack zone. The kids inhaled fries and juice boxes like they hadn’t eaten since breakfast (they had). I drank a hot coffee while sitting down. Actual silence. Actual peace. Ten minutes of recovery time before chaos resumed.

Arcade
We ended the day in a blur of flashing lights, racing games, and ticket-spitting chaos. The eight-year-old button-mashed his way to a fistful of candy. The 10-year-old took it all very seriously, finally proving that his hours on the Nintendo Switch had been preparing him for this moment.

Final Verdict?
Flying Squirrel passed the kid test with flying colors—and foam, and fries, and about 600 “Watch this!” moments. The 10-year-old named the Battlebeam as his favorite (not surprising given his perfect 10-0 record), the eight-year-old wouldn’t stop talking about trampolines and the arcade, and the six-year-old simply said, “I loved everything.” Except leaving, it would seem. Same, kid. Same.