I love this guy. I have a better picture of this ride on my phone but he is the absolute best dad in the world to these girls and we love him tons. He especially gets a gold star for riding that little ride instead of making me.
They had a train ride which was a huge hit!
There was a really terrible splash pad that the girls tried to play in but the water barely came up. But they got cooled off a little and then they climbed the big steps and wanted to pose for pictures. Lord, help us.
Here they are posing with all the animals they/and cousins won at the carnival booths.
This picture cracks me up. The pirate ship went slow and Burke was having a grand ol' time until around here when it picked up speed. Things changed.
Before and during....it went fast. But I think they had fun and no one threw up.
Just us girls....
Here we are in are tired, hot, sweaty, stinky selves. We celebrated 5 years of marriage last week and love him more and more every day....even when we smell badly.
The girls rode their own little version of the free fall. It was hysterical to watch. They screamed and laughed and rode it 3 times. A good thing about going during the week and it feeling like an furnace outside...there were no lines. We just rode rides over and over again until we were done. They loved it.
And then there was a really big roller coaster. A big, big roller coaster. My sister was the one that had to be begged and pleaded with to ride. I agreed instantly because...I can't be that bad, right??
Yes. Yes it can. We got off and Burke had the most concerned face. When he saw me, he asked, "Were you crying??? You need to go look at your picture." I didn't cry but I didn't like it either.
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