I suppose there was a time when I enjoyed amusement parks, but with each passing year I have found that rides just make me sick to my stomach. As a result the whole idea has lost it's appeal for me. As a result my younger children have not had the outings their older siblings had (although I am sure the older ones would beg to differ). When the tickets came home, I tried to think of everything I could to get out of the excursion -
"I think I'm busy that Saturday. I may have to work."
I didn't have to.
"It's too expensive."
They saved and pulled the money together to pay their own way.
"It's going to rain."
It didn't. It was a beautiful day.
"I don't really want to go."
But Mom you have been promising to take us for a long time!
So what could I do? I finally gave in and took them. . .
They rode everything!
Without fear, and without getting sick. There were a number of roller coasters they rode where I was not able to get a photo. The ones where you fly around upside down and then loop around this way and that over and over again. The ones that make me sick to my stomach just watching them. My girls rode them all and they ate it up!
My job was to drive them there and back, walk around (and I have the blisters to prove it), keep them in line and photograph the fun.
Likes these darling ducks. . .
and sweet Swans.
"Mom! Come on! You have enough pictures of the (insert bird here)."