We are about to go to a wedding tonight... with the kids. We'll see how it goes, Katie is skeptical. But it is for one of our babysitters (who is a guy). We'll see. I think it is gonna work.
I went to the state fair in Salem with Owen yesterday, and in a real change, forced myself to spoil him and say yes a lot. We went on way too many rides and got too many snacks and had a great time. That kid is brave... we culminated the trip by riding on the Zipper.
If you don't know the Zipper, it is essentially a masochist dream... you get in a cage that jerks all around and flips upside down while the whole ride goes around like a ferris wheel. I believe it is the same ride my sister went on when she was about 13, and convince my grandmother to accompany her. Grandma Paul was never the same.
In fact, it was too much for me (and maybe for Owen). When it started Owen got jerked around pretty good because there was more room for him to move around (since the barrier when against me, and I am, um, bigger than him). He started freaking out, so I hung on with 1 hand and held him with the other and went into survival mode, whilst also getting nauseous. Owen survived, and claimed to have never been scared. Yeah right... oh, and his shoes fell off during the ride (and they were snug sneakers) and were tossed around inside our cage like crazy. Good times.
On the way home Owen announced that Grandma and Pop-Pop (my parents) were rich. He then went on to say how he knew... because they have a pinball machine.
So there you have it, show the world you have made it... get a pinball machine for your house.
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