Six Flags...over California...

Six Flags in the summer means only one thing:

Sweat.

We go.

We stand in lines.

We walk around the park.

We sweat buckets.

Buckets!

I am pretty sure we could go to Six Flags naked and still sweat buckets.  So, we stick with modesty and wear the appropriate amount of clothing...and sweat.

Will takes the big kids on some big rides while I stay with the little kids on the little rides--then we switch.  We get to eat dip'n'dots and cotton candy.  And we sweat.

It is fun?

Six Flags over...where ever...is also a zoo and animal show.  Adell and Colter got to see elephants, a snake and a porcupine.  Adell was brave enough to pet the snake.

Lorien and Wyatt took a break from all the crazy roller coasters to ride some puny rides with Adell, Clare and Colter.  The older kids liked talking up the baby rides like they would be as scary as a roller coaster--much to the disgust of Clare.

We took advantage of what little shade we could by sitting through a dolphin show.  We still sweat buckets...sitting in the shade...wishing we were down in the tank with the dolphins.

I did take Lorien and Wyatt on three big rides.

Big rides freak me out.

As we were walking between rides Wyatt asked Lorien who she liked going on rides more with, Mom or Dad?  She said Mom!  Before I could get all excited that she loved me more than Will, Wyatt agreed saying "Me too, with Mom I feel super brave because she is always freaking out so much."  Lorien added "Yhea, Dad is so brave and Momma is a wimp."

Then they both took turns mimicking my screams on a big ride.

Thanks.

Six Flags over sweat...