This ride at the fair freaked us out. Something about being on strings on a swing, being swung round and round high up in the air (it was really high up, not like the normal low ones), makes me feel a bit unsteady. I used to be all about scary rides, but I think having kids changed me. Now, I am kinda chicken.
Anyone else feel this way about scary or should I say, adventurous, rides?
And today is my Mommy’s birthday. I need a polaroid of her. Happy birthday Mom! I (we) love you!!!