apparently the operators didn't either.

jungle jims.
pure cheesy, grimy, kid bliss.
fastest carousel i've ever seen in my life.
full of spinning ponies.
took me two hours to recover from a few spins around.
i don't do well with things that spin.
or move in general.
max went six times in a row.
ponies with pink saddles.
and gold twirly poles.
her dreams come true.
i swooned over the swings.
watching her hair breeze by,
and legs dangle through the air.
oh how i used to love those swings.
brennan met the bumper cars.
and after the first attempt of only spinning in circles he finally mastered
the pedal
AND
the wheel
at the same time.
45 min later i had to bribe him with soda and ice cream to get him to get out and leave.
bribery=a mom's best friend:)
hello, my name is emily,
and i bribe my children.
works great!
the most traumatizing part of the day was the roller coaster.
which i did not know was a roller coaster until both of my babies and brooke's baby were flying by us faster than the speed of light.
(i use the term "baby" loosely here--adds drama--seeing as 2 of the 3 babies are actually 4 years old.)
ok really,
it wasn't that dramatic.
the 4 year olds were fine.
and so was the 22 mo old.
it was just watching the 22 month old whiz by that was alarming at first.
maybe b/c she's small.
and a girl.
and still a baby to me.
but mainly b/c it's shocking when every other ride you've put them on goes 2 miles an hour and then one starts going what feels like 20 miles per hour.
it throws you off!
brooke and i started laughing about how fast little max was going round and round.
smiling from ear to ear.
until half way through.
when the ride stopped for a few seconds to change directions.
and "the fun" really began.
b/c brooke's blake climbed out of the seat belt.
and under the safety bar.
which the ride operaters did not catch.
so imagine brooke and i screaming at the operator to stop the ride b/c blake was spinning around at 20 mph (exaggeration MAYBE, but not by much) with no restraint.
trust me,
it was scary!
and i'm betting we were the crazy moms with their hands raised up,
waving around,
on our tippy toes,
hollering,
with the kids looking at us like we were crazy.
good thing blake's good luck streak remained intact.
the kids never knew anything was wrong.
and apparently the operators didn't either.
2 wrist bands down,
8 more to go.
holy moly,
indoor kid amusement ride heaven.