We surprised the girls over the weekend with a trip to Dollywood, and I think they would all three say it was the highlight of their spring so far. Unfortunately, we had to start the day with an emergency trip to a nearby shoe store because the Baby managed to lose one of her two shoes somewhere between the door of our house and the car. She has a thing for wearing only one shoe at a time, but I have a thing for wearing two shoes at ALL times while in a theme park. Yuck.
So, once everyone had footwear, we made our way straight to the rides.
Someone had some initial reservations about the pigs. But, we soon discovered it wasn’t the ride but rather her position in the backseat that had her concerned.
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She much prefers to drive.
After his turn on the ducks, the Spouse claimed that his knees were stuck. But, we all had our doubts. Some people will do anything to get to ride again without having to wait in line.
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More driving ensued on the classic cars, and I’m so glad to know that two out of three of my children take their driving seriously.
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I had the privilege of riding as the Preschooler’s passenger. And, every time I tried to talk to her or ask her if she was having fun she would get mad at me because I was distracting her. So, I learned to keep quiet and just take in the scenery.
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The Kindergartener is generally much more relaxed behind the wheel. You might say over-confident. And, always willing to wave for a photo op.
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My least favorite part of the day was the flying elephants because I don’t care to be suspended from anything that far above the ground let alone be stuck up there with the Kindergartener as my pilot. To say our elephant experienced turbulence is an understatement.
The Baby, though, was a big fan of the ride.
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At least we think she was.
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She’s so unexpressive that it’s hard to know.
All in all, it was a good way to spend a day. My only complaint would be that a refillable plastic mug costs… wait for it… $16. Call me thrifty, but I think that’s absolutely absurd for a Dr. Pepper unless it means they will deliver subsequent refills to my home. I’m not one who would normally hold up a line and ask the attendant at a concessions kiosk to void a sale, but I couldn’t go forward with that one in good conscience.
The funnel cake we shared, though,… that might have been worth $16.
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