Another option, of course, is to take the Babe on certain rides with you. One ride Sabrina loved was the Yellow Submarine ride, now named something about Finding Nemo's Disneyland Tie-In And Would You Like To Buy A Souvenier, or something like that. Here's a picture:
Sabrina loved the ride. She sat on my lap and stared out the little porthole. Until the klaxon sounded and the red light flashed. THEN she wanted DADDY. "Aaaahhh! Something scary is happening! I need protection! I need Daddy!" So much for having a feminist for a daughter!
At Magic Moutain, I took Sabrina on a log ride. I must have asked Zane a hundred times if he thought she would be okay on the ride, mostly because I am an evil, passive-aggressive female-type who didn't really want to take Sabrina on the ride because I thought it would be too much for her, but didn't want to say so. And also because my head was inconveniently showing me pictures of Sabrina falling out of the fake log and into the water and drowning. So, long story short, Sabrina went on the ride. And actually liked it. And did not get too wet. Until...
You know how you can put a quarter in squirt guns and squirt the people who are on the ride? Well, you can. And some STUPID teenage BOYS thought it would be funny to squirt someone. My bad luck that it happened to be ME. And TINY. She got soaked. She wasn't mad, but I sure was! In fact, I MAY have yelled at those dumb boys. But I forget what I said.
So, Sabrina is wet, and had sunscreen in her hair to protect her little scalp. Here's her hair afterwards.
I tried to spike it, but I was just fooling myself. She didn't have spiked hair, she was a lion-in-training.
Coming soon: Episode 3: Sleepless (and otherwise) in Strollers
1 comment:
Oh, what an adorable little lion!
Yes, I'm at work.
Yes, this IS my lunch hour.
I love your blog.
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