We took the boys to Cedar Point a few days ago. It also happened to be G’s birthday. Just a coincidence though. We didn’t go to celebrate his birthday. For that I snuck a carrot cake into my bag for us to nosh on in the hotel room.
My oldest had been once before but the other two were newbies. As for G and I, it had been quite a few years. We learned a few things.
1. Our youngest has no interest in seeking out thrills. Feet firmly planted on the ground is how he prefers to operate.
2. Our middle son has limits to his thrill seeking. Which sometimes sneak up on him. Like standing in line for 45 minutes and then getting close to ‘Go Time’ and being suddenly overcome with trembling fear.
3. Even in our old age, G and I enjoy scaring ourselves with our fear of heights.
4. Thrill seekers we are not. Well not as a collective whole when it comes to roller coasters. And that’s okay with us.
Nikolas’ first roller coaster. One we figured would be a ‘warm up’ for him but this turned out to be his standard.