Sunday, July 01, 2012
We were just standing there, minding our own parent-ly business, when the ride operator reached over the metal gates and said, "I'll take him, too." The next thing we knew, we had just handed our 14-month-old child to a complete stranger, who then put him in a moving vehicle.
And Tate loved every second of it.
This was our second visit to Taylorsville Dayzz (extra z's means extra awesome), the Fourth of July celebration in our lovely city. Paige and Curtis were very excited to go on the little carnival rides. We hadn't planned on Tate riding along as well, but when a carney takes your kid, what are you going to do, right?
Curtis was in heaven, with all of the car and motorcycle-themed merry-go-rounds. Paige bravely (and without prompting) ventured into big-kid land, going on the Tidal Wave-esque ride all by herself. She looked a little unsettled when she first got strapped in--and a little queasy when the ride took off--but she hung in there like a champ. Tate would have liked to go on more rides, but we made him spend the rest of the evening in the stroller. (Next year, buddy.)