More Fun

Fake surfing.
Memorial Day parade watching.
Bubble popping.
A few stolen minutes of embroidering (in my new Memorial Day skirt) while little ones swam, popped bubbles, got out of the pool, fake surfed, got in the pool, played with wooden kitchen foods, got out of the pool, played dress up, got in the pool, rode the mini four wheeler, got out of the pool, jumped on the trampoline, got in the pool, etc.
And last night: waiting in line for the first carnival ride of the season.

Winning fish. The fish who will hopefully eat the mosquitoes in our rain barrel. (Mason ran into the house this morning screaming the fish are dead. I will have to run down back and check them.)

Joe sneaking back for carnival food after the kids are in bed. Look at that Old Bay on the fries. Yum!

Did I mention the carnival is a block away from our house? It's closer than our post office. In fact, we can see the top of the ferris wheel from Spenser's bedroom window through the treetops. I love my town.

I actually got on a ride last night. It was supposed to be a "kiddie" ride. I still think I'm dizzy. It was a ride that you controlled your spinning by turning the wheel. The boys went a little crazy.

I used to love rides. Before I got old. Before I endured many months of morning sickness. In fact, I calculated how many months of morning sickness I've had.

6 kids x 5 months (minimum) of morning sickness

= 30 months of morning sickness

or 2 1/2 years

I have no desire to re-create the feeling of morning sickness by getting on a ride. I think I'll stay with both feet on the ground from now on.