Our recent adventures included a trip to Lagoon for Labor Day, one of our favorite holidays. Penny, who decided within minutes that she hated ALL of the rides, got to hang out with her daddy and mingle with fellow Teamsters, and I got to ride on some sweet rides with my friend Mindy. There was much shrieking and giggling and excited clapping. My heart rate hasn't raced like that a long time, and I had forgotten how thrilling those little shots of adrenaline can be.
Penny didn't even like the carousel, although she might have handled it better if I could have stayed on the horse with her, but that was against the rules. I had to clumsily dismount the horse, and when it was painfully clear she was not going to stay on the horse alone, we were relegated to the bottom caste of the carousel animal kingdom: some little bear with a cart that sort of shimmied unsteadily back and forth. She fussed and complained before, during, and after the ride.
To be fair, we didn't get off to the best start. We thought we'd see if Penny would ride any of the little rides at Kiddieland, but the majority of them do not accommodate parents, so the kiddies have to be brave enough to fly solo. I could have left her on Bulgy the Whale alone, sobbing in distress, but I didn't have the heart to do that to her.
Hopefully by next year, she will be a little more adventurous. I don't want to force Penny to do things she doesn't feel comfortable with, but I want her to enjoy amusement parks as much as I do.
(Apropos of nothing, Penny performing dental work on Po, with a pencil.)
But I had a blast! I want to go again soon. Who wants to go with me?