Click the photos to go over to flickr and read the funny photo captions that Jeromy wrote. I just love Cedar Point. We decided last week at the very last minute to meet our friends Rick and Anne there for an evening, along with their son Rickie and his cousin Wyatt. They were visiting from Texas, and we hadn't seen them since we moved from Arizona to Illinois in 2003 when Robey was eight weeks old and Rickie was 18 months.
For our first family trip to Cedar Point, we left Zanna with Grandma Dee and drove up after work with Robey and Moe. They loved the bumper cars and the old fashioned cars. Robey is exactly one half inch shy of being able to ride the big rides, but he enjoyed a few fast spinny rides and everyone liked the cable bucket cars. What are those called? I'm blanking on all the ride names. Oh - except the MaxAir. Rick and Jeromy rode that while Anne and I stayed in kiddieland with the kids. Then, the guys hung out with the kids while Anne and I squeeee'd on the MaxAir. Later, we took the kids through a light display in Frontierland while Jeromy and Rick stood in line for the Dragster. It was dark by this point, so Anne treated the kids to light sabers, which were a hit.
The evening trip was perfect for testing out how the kids would do. You can't do even a fraction of what you want to do in four hours, but that just leaves more for next time. And they're definitely up for a next time. So's Jerm. He's already scheming plans for season passes next year (if we don't dock the boat ....).
When I was little, I think I loved Cedar Point more than Christmas.
Posted by: Mich | July 23, 2009 at 09:59 PM
Me too. And Michigan. I could never sleep the nights before Cedar Point or Michigan.
Posted by: Alison | July 24, 2009 at 09:57 PM