Today was the perfect day for an outing to PlayLand - slightly overcast but warm and NO CROWDS whatsoever. We headed straight for Kids Playce where all the young kid rides are, rides that basically just go around and around and around. There were boats, a carousel, dune buggies, motorcycles, helicopters, and flying elephants. The kidlet excitedly went on each one in turn. Some of the rides that deviated from the circling ones were one where the kids pretend to drive a car around a track (although from the look of concentration on the kidlet's face, I don't think there was much pretending - she WAS driving the car), an obstacle course thing with wobbly bridges and slides, the glass maze (which the kidlet bombed through in its entirety without having to backtrack once - I was shocked), the mini rollercoaster (which she loved and we went on twice), and the ferris wheel (which I panicked about initially but it turned out to not go that high so I was surprisingly okay - go me! Tho' I still hung on for dear life).
After all of the above, we headed for the giant slide. Three times we went down, the kidlet tucked between my legs. After each landing, she'd excitedly stand up and start hopping about saying 'again! again!'. After the third, I wanted a break, so we went to get some cotton candy (at the kidlet's request), which she had two bites of and decided she didn't like it at all. I didn't so much either, so into the garbage can it went.
She rode on a couple of the smaller rides again but after the giant slide, nothing could compare. So we went back but this time, I asked her to go up herself. She grabbed the wool blanket, tucked it under her arm, and climbed the steps without looking back. I watched as she awkwardly sat down on the blanket at the top of the slide, then pushed herself off.
The look of terror on her face was priceless, and me without my camera. She looked a little unsteady as she came down but didn't turn sideways or fall over or anything. Still, from the look on her face, I thought for sure that would be it.
Heh. Yeah right. She jumped up, gave the blanket to the operator, and begged to do it again. So up she went again THREE more times (or was it four?). By the third time, she started tentatively raising her arms in the air for the last two humps and squealing a little. Most of the time, she was able to sit on the blanket then push herself off from the top, but there was once or twice where as soon as she sat down, off she went. And yet, she wanted more. But I finally convinced her to go eat some mini-donuts and have a break.
Mmmm... mini donuts...
Before heading home, I saw the Scrambler, which used to be my favouritest ride. And it was part of the kids area so I didn't have to pay more to ride it. The kidlet was a bit apprehensive but once it started going, then REALLY going (I forgot how fast that thing whips you around), she was laughing her head off, holding her little arms up, shrieking with glee. I just tried to focus on not getting nauseated (damn equilibrium).
We had to pass the slide on the way back to the truck, so the kidlet went on it a few times again. Dang, I wish I had had my camera. She looked so little on that thing, it must have seemed so HIGH for her, she FLEW down it somewhat awkwardly, yet she couldn't get enough of it. We may have to return later in the summer just so I can get some pictures of her!
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