And if you believe that, I've got some ocean front property to sell you.
|My boys banging it up in the bumper cars.|
Once I had showered and gotten dressed I ran down to the school at 11 to get the boys. They had NO IDEA. It was awesome. Once they both made it to the office they were dying with curiosity! I asked them what they thought we were going to be doing and #1 actually thought he might have a dentist appointment, and #2 was just confused. If you don't know my boys these thoughts about what we were doing are e.x.a.c.t.l.y like them. #1 over-thinks and #2 just goes with the flow.
We had to come home for a few minutes to drop their stuff and to grab my stuff and lunch, but we were out the door in less than 30 minutes. Amazing what a little motivation will get you.
Anyhow, we were at the park by around 12:30, got our passes, and were on our first roller coaster by 1 or so.
Funny story: My boys are not really roller coaster riders. There seems to be a year that it clicks with most kids and this is definitely it for #1, for sure, and maybe #2 as well. They have never been on anything more crazy than the Matterhorn or the Log Ride, and were super nervous. So what did we do? We rode the Ghostrider first. ((The link has stats.)) Thank goodness we got on too fast for them to think about it too much because they may not have gotten on it if they had. Both of them emerged with giant grins and remarked that they loved it. Surprised?
Honestly, I think that it was a good thing that it closed at 6 pm tonight because by 5 we were wiped out, and when we got on the road at 5:30 it took us an hour and 20 minutes to get home. (Yes, it was more than double the drive home with traffic. Stupid SoCal traffic.)
That was a good day, my friends. And now I'm going to fall face-first into my pillow. Roller coasters are exhausting, yo.