I am the best mom ever.
I know this because Quinland and David told me so.
What made me the best mom ever? I took Quinland to the carnival down the street here in Hannover, and I went on the rides with her.
Not any rides, mind you – I went on a ride that strapped you in and then spun you around. While spinning you around, it went back and forth like a pendulum. Ultimately, it went upside down – over and over and over again. Each time, it would hold you at the top, upside down and spinning.
Now, here’s the thing: I like scary rides. I always have. But this one was just way too much of a good thing. The dang ride went on and on and on. After the novelty and excitement wore off, it was like, “Come on… again? This is just trying to make us sick!”
It did stop, finally, and I survived. Of course, then I did something extremely foolish. (Some would call this a second foolish thing.)
I went on the swings.
I love the swings. But going on the swings directly after that Screaming Eagle-style ride was a bit much. I got seriously dizzy and my head started to pound like crazy.
When we got off, Q got a slushie, which she graciously offered to share with me.
Yeah, you can tell where this is going: BRAIN FREEZE.
After this trifecta of brain joy (and a good 15 minutes of sitting down), I decided not to go on any more rides. We gave the rest of our tickets away to a very surprised young couple and watched them happily go on the swings.
It was all worth it. Quinland was thrilled by the carnival and repeatedly told me so.
(I also developed some pretty good street cred by being the only old lady on the craziest ride. That’s always fun.)
- I’m grateful! for having had the chance to spend a week with our good friends Mitch, Nicole, and Maude. I love those guys.
- I’m lighter! I sent home a bag of stuff with Nicole and trashed some stuff as well. We also acquired a scooter, a hair dryer (thank goodness) and some FC Bayern dice, so we may be at a net of zero.