Usually my day goes something like this:
Exercise...Bible Time...Feed Baby...Feed Kids...Play Outside...Feed Baby...Feed Kids...blah blah. You're probably a mom, and you probably know what I am talking about.
But not today!
We took Grandma up on an offer for a trip to Magic Mountain. It was awesome. I got a change of scenery and a bit of adult conversation, and the kids got to run around until they literally wanted to sit down. Repeat, awesome. Even Roman did well.
He rode a few rides, himself. Well, with me. But he, himself, rode a few rides.
Nothing scared the children. They ran straight to every ride they saw. It was a big change from the Strawberry Festival last year.
( Remember this? )
And now look! Only smiles.
There was even a Thomas the Train ride. Its setting was beautiful.
She ends every trip just like her mommy. Thanks, Grandma.