What We've Been Up To: 2011-08-07

Monday, August 8, 2011

Funny Business

We ventured north to visit with Bugs Bunny and his funny friends recently. My two little ones had done some reading and earned us some free tickets to the park. He's got a nice pad with some fun rides. The kids, Meg and I had a fun time. Here's some highlights:

We started our day with a ride on the log ride. This was a good "not too scary" introduction to the roller coasters for the kiddos.

My son's favorite ride was the train ride in the little kids' section of the park. He likes things at a slower pace...for now.

Which was in sharp contrast to our LAST ride of the day, Superman, (seen here waiting in line in a kryptonite cave) which the two little ones were too small for but Meggy got to ride THREE TIMES! She was on the last car of the night so they ran them consecutively.

My daughter however DID get to ride Ninja and ride it and ride it...she rode it three times too. Turns out she's quite the little daredevil.

I rode it with her too. I have to admit, I had one hand on the handle bars and the other on my little girl, just in case she went flying. I know, I know, overprotective mom...I get that alot. But we all made it out safely, with no ejections from rides or throwing up so it seems we must have done something right :)

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