Lagoon

We survived the day at Lagoon. It was actually really fun. No one threw up, no one got lost and no one wet their pants (although there were several close calls). Rick took Taylor and Dallin last year. We spent the whole year telling the kids to eat their dinner so they could grow big enough to go to Lagoon. Our rule was if they weren't at least 48" so they could ride most of the rides I wasn't going to spend the money to take them to Lagoon and sit on the sidelines and watch those who were 48" enjoy themselves. Well somehow this summer Anna and Ryan were both lucky enough to hit a growth spurt so that their heads brushed the 4 foot mark on the tape measure when they stood against the wall with their tallest shoes on. We decided it would cost more to get a babysitter for Rachel then to take her so she got to go too. I hadn't really expected the whole family to go so the budget hadn't planned on that big of an expenditure - but we did it anyway.

We rode most every ride there was. Rick talked me into letting Dallin or Anna babysit the younger kids while we rode a few of the ones with bigger height restrictions. Even though they were sitting in clear view of us most of the time the thought that someone would come up and take them as I was strapped into a ride was a lot scarier than dropping straight down in a roller coaster.

I do like roller coasters, the thrill of falling, the anticipation and adrenaline rush are exciting and exhilarating. I loved riding with my kids and hearing them squeal and laugh and feel them grab my arm when we were hurled around a corner or the car plunged down a drop off. Anna likes them too. Her favorite was Wild Mouse. She must have rode it more than 10 times. I know I rode it 4 times in a row with her, she just kept running on and off of it with whoever she could talk into it. The water rides are my favorite. I love to get wet -I don't know why I just do. It was fun.

The scariest ride of the night, by far was the sky walk. It is a very slow moving ski lift type of thing that takes you across the park about 20 feet up in air. It is supposed to be a peaceful way of getting from one side to the other. Well in a huge lack of judgement I let Rachel and Anna ride in the car in front of me and Ryan. Everything would have been fine if they would have just sat there and quietly rode it as intended. But Rachel didn't. I was terrified as I spent most of the 10 min ride watching Rachel stand and peer over the edges and rock the car. She walked back and forth and shoved as Anna tried to pull her down. She was not belted in, in any way shape or form. She could have easily fallen out and landed with a splat on the concrete below. I screamed at her to sit down, I begged Anna to make her sit. I was crying and screaming. But they couldn't hear me and I was completely helpless. It was one of the most scariest feelings of my life.


We stayed until they kicked us out. We were exhausted, we dragged our slightly sun burnt and queasy bodies out to the car. Most of the kids were asleep before we hit the the freeway. Despite the serious hit our bank account took I am glad we all went.