Our grand daughter and her parents came to visit recently
and we all got to spend one evening up at the Park walking through Wild Horse
Gulch and riding rides at the carnival. We saw chuck wagon cooking over open
fires and various shopkeepers and characters at the Gulch and lots of blinking
lights and noises at the carnival with the concert going on in the stadium.
Miss Callie and her Mom wore their boots, the perfect
footwear for avoiding the horse sh-t that one finds in the parking lots. Dad “won”
Callie a big ball that she carried around. We all rode the big Ferris wheel and
Callie keep a death grip around Daddy’s neck up at the top when we were stopped
to load additional riders down below, but she never cried. She loved the cotton
candy Mommy bought her. Maybe next year we can get to a parade or something.
There are STILL rides I will never attempt. Nonetheless, it's been a great summer.
ReplyDeleteSooo fun!!! Next year maybe we can join you all, as we won't have such a big bash for year 2. :)
ReplyDeleteI don't know what you are talking about, Dad. I would ride ALL the rides... especially the Ferris Wheel... while swinging back and forth. Heights are what I call "fun".
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