Over the weekend, E noticed a little carnival that was set up on the backside of our shopping center parking lot. In fact, the only two stores that have parking on the backside are a liquor store and a sweepstakes cafe (which is the Ohio version of a side of the road casino). That will give you perspective on the type of "carnival" we hit up on Sunday.
We bought 20 tickets, which totaled out to be two rides for Finorah with an adult on each. We walked the 50 yards to the far end of the carnie-val, slowly inspecting each ride to figure out if we thought it was Finorah's style.
At the end of the carnie-val was the Dragon Wagon, which a little kiddie roller coaster. She wasn't so sure that it wasn't going to give her tetanus. The carni --- errr, nice man that controlled the ride told us that no adults were allowed to tame the Dragon, so we moved on.
Fish wasn't impressed in the least and slept through the entire carnie-val (which with all the air compressors going off seemed an amazing feat).
After the Dragon Wagon fail, we only had one ride left that we thought that she would enjoy and not cry the instant that it began -- the carousel. Only problem? She was petrified of it and refused to get on. Our solution?
Let's put our three-month old on the ride to show Finn that there wasn't anything scary about it! Who's the white trash now?!? So, I grabbed my kid and shuffled onto the carousel with my wee-infant. Now this is a coming from a lady with no make-up on, unkempt hair, and spit-up on her yoga pants. I'm sure I was a sight for sore eyes. I may have even been scarier than the ride.
Finn & Casper--The Motherly Ghost
After Brother and I got off the seemingly never-ending ride, Finn still wasn't having it. She was O-V-E-R the carnie-val with a capital "I want to go home" (which may have been uttered by her right before the photo above). So we were stuck with 10 tickets which oddly enough equaled two adult tickets. And guess who was chosen to use those two tickets? Not the guy that has vertigo.
So I had to put on my big girl panties and ride the Scorpion, the ride that I had said earlier didn't look so scary. When I saw duct-tape holding parts of the floor together as I got on my chosen colored car (Finn wanted me in a blue car which was on the backside of the ride), I really thought that I was going to come away with either a head injury or a sexually transmitted disease. And then the ride started... Within the first 10 seconds of the ride, I literally thought I was going to puke and didn't know how I was going to make it through the entire thing. Then I switched my focal point and I actually laughed through the whole ride. Laughing at the ridiculousness of me riding a carnie-val ride. If someone would have told me that is how I would be ending my evening that morning when I woke up, I wouldn't have believed you. Needless to say, I lived to tell about it.
And I'm going to end the post with a couple of photos that are two weeks old, but too stinking cute to not share. Someone is starting to chunk out (and hopefully it's not me).
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