The Hendricksen's: "Just one more ride"

Thursday, August 14, 2008

"Just one more ride"

On Wednesday my mom and dad were nice enough to take all the grand kids to Liberty Land. This is that place that you see right off of the freeway that has the Mt. Rushmore faces. (For you Utahns) My mom has been wanting to take the kids there since before it even opened. So Wednesday was our day.
We got there at about 1 pm or so and stayed until around 6 or 7. Its like a big Trafalga (also for you Utahns. They have airplanes, a mini (fast) roller coaster, go carts, bumper boats, a rocket thing that, a boat that swings you from side to side and a train. We went on a great day! There was hardly anyone there and each attendant was manning a few of the rides. So if you would just go to a ride then they would run over and start it for you. No waiting in lines. NIIIIICE. The kids loved it!!! It was even a nice day and not TOO hot. (a little hot, but we survived). Ty was so excited to ride in anything that his sisters would take him on (which was everything). My mom about died when they got on the roller coaster. But everyone survived. Much to her amazement. Though I dont think she would have let them go on it again if they had asked. I think she was still having panic attacks over it even after we left. The kids had a great time and are already asking when they get to go back.
We tried to leave I think 20 times...but Grandpa kept saying...one more ride, one more ride. Finally I had to take Chase out and wait for them in the car so grandpa could put the other kids on "One (or 5) more ride."

It was a good day.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...: It was a great day well not at the beginning but it ended up fun for the kids and even for us.; 9:13 PM
Lisa said...: SUUUCH cute photos! TY IS SO BIG NOW!; 8:08 PM
Camille Jensen said...: Your dad is such a cute grampa. Can you tell I'm dating my computer tonight?; 6:58 PM

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