Immediately, right out da Gate, we confronted a problem. (Actually, the Second problem, following the NOT cheap purchase of 6 wristbands.)
Being a Tiny Tinkerbell is super cute. Having a Tiny Tinkerbell for a daughter is super sweet. But being a Tiny Tinkerbell, at the carnival with height limits for most rides, is a super bummer.
As the other cousins, ran off to more amazing rides. Poor Tink, suffered through one 'baby ride' after another, with her 'baby sista'. Behaving as the Lead Driver pacified Tink at first but after the third ride....
... Tink was bored and slightly annoyed.
Gradually, as the night wore on, most (not all) of the Carnie's became more lax with those 3 crucial inches, and let Tink on more exciting rides... as long as she was accompanied by her 'older sister'. (aka any older girl cousin, she stood next too.) Tink was much more happy... Coco, not so much.
Coach and Six, immediately following the Scariest Ride 'The Ring of Fire'. Coach's cheeks are still cramped from hysterically laughing at Six's extreme fear and near crying. Coach is a very loving Uncle.
The Kid and Six. Best Buds.
A Whole Bunch of Girl Cousins.
The Airplane Ride. This particular attraction was frequented by our group, no less than 27 times. Sweetbreads and I agreed, if the Official Carnival Engineers had placed a bench nearby, those kids could have hung there 'til the planes actually took off.
Best Moments of the Night:
Little Blondie (Cousin Number Eight) took Coco up to the GIANT slide. I whisper to Sweetbreads "I hope Eight doesn't accidentally let go of Coco, while she situates herself on the towel...." Moments later, I witness Eight place Coco on her towel and THEN two handed SHOVE my Baby in the back, sending her catapulting at top speed down the slide, ALONE on her back...then on her side...then sorta backwards... while I was left unable to breathe for the longest 7 seconds of my life. Thankfully, Coco did not break her neck and loved it. My kids crave the Danger.
A Text Conversation between Mrs. and I, after we had gotten separated....
Me: We are leaving. Finally.
Mrs: Seriously. We are shutting this Mother down. My kids are high on life, right now.
I never heard back from Mrs.
For all I know, those ladies witnessed a beautiful scenic sun rise from atop The Ferris Wheel, this morning.