We get off finally some man stops us and is calling someone to help hold our cart because it keeps wanting to continue the ride. *He didn't know it, but he saved his own life* We firmly plant our feet on the ground I look at my daughter and she says "at least I tried it". I just gave her a huge hug and my son says that the best part of the ride was when it stopped. Little did he know he almost had to wait for that a little longer than intended. You would think after that our little trip to the Rodeo would almost be over huh? WRONG We walk down and my other son, the one who didn't ride, runs up asking them, "well how was it?" Then he looks at their faces and says, "nevermind I know you didn't like it". Kids are so in tune with eachother ( or it could have been the tear stained cheeks they both had). lol We stick to mostly houses now! You know like the house of mirrors, a "haunted" house, a fun house and any other house that we pass along the way. Finally it is time for food. Have you ever tried to get food at the Rodeo let alone for five, 3 of them being children. That is an adventure in itself. It is a miracle they agree on pizza - pizza at the Rodeo. I am wanting roasted corn and sausage on a stick. Anyway, the hard part is over they are all getting food at the same place. WRONG The hard part is having the kids all carry their food through the sea of bodies. People in line, or standing to eat or just simply having their own battle of deciding where to eat. Ribbons should be given out for the sheer nature of bobbing and weaving with a paper plate with 2 huge slices of pizza on it, and making it with the pizza still on the plate to a safe place. We snake through and keep an eye out for our friends so we won't have to call them on the cell just to locate them. Cell phones are the best source of GPS for friends, kids or parents. You just pick it up, dial and ask the famous question "WHERE YOU AT?" lol Anyway we find a nice spot on the ground near the grass and sit. Ah sitting feels good by now it feels like my feet are gonna fall off, but the kids are not complaining so we will continue on. (after lunch of course) I am holding off for the corn and sausage. It is all on a stick I can eat and walk. Okay so more walking, more houses and finally 5, yes 5 hours later they are ready to go home. The whole point was to wear them out-it must have worked because they complained the whole way walking to the truck! My legs hurt or my feet are tired. Um YOU THINK! I am older than you my feet were tired about 3 1/2 hours ago. It is all in fun though right. They had a good time and there was peace on the ride home. they slept:)
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Kids, Rodeo and the end of Spring Break
Okay, so went to the Rodeo with the kids. Before we even get there I have to hear "are we there yet?" Um this is when I am thinking no we are still driving aren't we? So I answer with an annoyed no b/c this is now the 5th time I have said no!! We get there and meet friends to enjoy the carnival and animals. Pfeww can those animals all under one big roof sure put off a smell. Any hooo we start off buying tickets. $50 for 100 tickets - yea that puts a hole in your pocket. 100 tickets it sounds like a lot right - NO. It costs like 6-7 tickets for a ride and between 3 kiddos that goes fast!! We hadn't even made it halfway through the carnival when we had to go back for more. Another $50 worth of tickets and we continue our venture through hell journey. Those tickets are now dwindling down to almost nothing and of course when a ride is actually chosen not everyone wants to get on. Mistake number one on a "family" ride. I see this crazy coaster, looks harmless I mean there are kids maybe seven getting on and fine at the end so "how bad can it be?" B-A-D I convince my children well two of them to get on the ride. It isn't high and barely has any drops and we can all sit in it at the same time. They agree!!!! *bad this is bad* So it is our turn - we pay our large sum of tickets and get on. Kids in the middle my husband and I on the end. We are off.... my daughter is starting to panic and the sheer noise of the click click click as the mini coaster takes it's climb. Hell the sound is even getting me worked up. Maybe from the rememberence of riding coasters when I was a kid or maybe from the fact that deep in my belly I know what is about to happen. Oh Lord here we go! The "drop" if you want to call it that at the end of our climb is small, suttle like a bump in the car - doesn't matter just the psychi alone has the two of them worked up. It is fast and jolting and they like to know what they are in for. We weave around and are making our way to the first real "dip" which is slightly deeper than the first little bump. Panic sheer panic they are yelling they want to get off. Yea, let me pull on over and let you off - believe me if I could after seeing what is coming up I WOULD!! We now have two totally freaking out kids in our car. The whole carnival can probably hear them by now and that isn't even what our finale will be. I am now at this point trying with everything not to laugh - just out of sheer nervousness. My husband doesn't handle these "situations" I usually do so he has now idea what "we" are in for. Remind me to tell you about the fishing trip from hell. Anyway, I look at my husband with this look of brace yourself and remain completely calm. OOps last moment and WOW I tell them close your eyes and here we go. This drop is even doing a number now on my stomach. What were they thinking throwing this in the little kid ride?! My daughter is screaming and he is yelling how he wants to go home. They are both crying and my husband is like getting irritated that they are scared and crying. Which of course is irritating me? I mean they can't help it. Geez and this is why I usually handle these situations b/c I am usually the only one brave enough to make them try. We get to the end and I tell my daughter it's over. Don't cry honey that is it we are gonna get off now. Then we get there and our cart is still moving when we should be getting off. Internally I am panicking. OMG if they don't get us out of here I am going to literally kill someone. I can't go through that again - my husband will have a cardiac and my kids will be scarred for life. I can convince them to try it, but that only works once. HELLOOOO?!!!
We get off finally some man stops us and is calling someone to help hold our cart because it keeps wanting to continue the ride. *He didn't know it, but he saved his own life* We firmly plant our feet on the ground I look at my daughter and she says "at least I tried it". I just gave her a huge hug and my son says that the best part of the ride was when it stopped. Little did he know he almost had to wait for that a little longer than intended. You would think after that our little trip to the Rodeo would almost be over huh? WRONG We walk down and my other son, the one who didn't ride, runs up asking them, "well how was it?" Then he looks at their faces and says, "nevermind I know you didn't like it". Kids are so in tune with eachother ( or it could have been the tear stained cheeks they both had). lol We stick to mostly houses now! You know like the house of mirrors, a "haunted" house, a fun house and any other house that we pass along the way. Finally it is time for food. Have you ever tried to get food at the Rodeo let alone for five, 3 of them being children. That is an adventure in itself. It is a miracle they agree on pizza - pizza at the Rodeo. I am wanting roasted corn and sausage on a stick. Anyway, the hard part is over they are all getting food at the same place. WRONG The hard part is having the kids all carry their food through the sea of bodies. People in line, or standing to eat or just simply having their own battle of deciding where to eat. Ribbons should be given out for the sheer nature of bobbing and weaving with a paper plate with 2 huge slices of pizza on it, and making it with the pizza still on the plate to a safe place. We snake through and keep an eye out for our friends so we won't have to call them on the cell just to locate them. Cell phones are the best source of GPS for friends, kids or parents. You just pick it up, dial and ask the famous question "WHERE YOU AT?" lol Anyway we find a nice spot on the ground near the grass and sit. Ah sitting feels good by now it feels like my feet are gonna fall off, but the kids are not complaining so we will continue on. (after lunch of course) I am holding off for the corn and sausage. It is all on a stick I can eat and walk. Okay so more walking, more houses and finally 5, yes 5 hours later they are ready to go home. The whole point was to wear them out-it must have worked because they complained the whole way walking to the truck! My legs hurt or my feet are tired. Um YOU THINK! I am older than you my feet were tired about 3 1/2 hours ago. It is all in fun though right. They had a good time and there was peace on the ride home. they slept:)
We get off finally some man stops us and is calling someone to help hold our cart because it keeps wanting to continue the ride. *He didn't know it, but he saved his own life* We firmly plant our feet on the ground I look at my daughter and she says "at least I tried it". I just gave her a huge hug and my son says that the best part of the ride was when it stopped. Little did he know he almost had to wait for that a little longer than intended. You would think after that our little trip to the Rodeo would almost be over huh? WRONG We walk down and my other son, the one who didn't ride, runs up asking them, "well how was it?" Then he looks at their faces and says, "nevermind I know you didn't like it". Kids are so in tune with eachother ( or it could have been the tear stained cheeks they both had). lol We stick to mostly houses now! You know like the house of mirrors, a "haunted" house, a fun house and any other house that we pass along the way. Finally it is time for food. Have you ever tried to get food at the Rodeo let alone for five, 3 of them being children. That is an adventure in itself. It is a miracle they agree on pizza - pizza at the Rodeo. I am wanting roasted corn and sausage on a stick. Anyway, the hard part is over they are all getting food at the same place. WRONG The hard part is having the kids all carry their food through the sea of bodies. People in line, or standing to eat or just simply having their own battle of deciding where to eat. Ribbons should be given out for the sheer nature of bobbing and weaving with a paper plate with 2 huge slices of pizza on it, and making it with the pizza still on the plate to a safe place. We snake through and keep an eye out for our friends so we won't have to call them on the cell just to locate them. Cell phones are the best source of GPS for friends, kids or parents. You just pick it up, dial and ask the famous question "WHERE YOU AT?" lol Anyway we find a nice spot on the ground near the grass and sit. Ah sitting feels good by now it feels like my feet are gonna fall off, but the kids are not complaining so we will continue on. (after lunch of course) I am holding off for the corn and sausage. It is all on a stick I can eat and walk. Okay so more walking, more houses and finally 5, yes 5 hours later they are ready to go home. The whole point was to wear them out-it must have worked because they complained the whole way walking to the truck! My legs hurt or my feet are tired. Um YOU THINK! I am older than you my feet were tired about 3 1/2 hours ago. It is all in fun though right. They had a good time and there was peace on the ride home. they slept:)
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