Knoebels

We went to Knoebels on Sunday. Amusement parks have two of my least favorite things...heights and crowds. I mean to me, Hershey Park is like the fourth level of Dante's Inferno. The crowds weren't too bad, but the heights thing...my only phobia. It's not so bad because Hunter is much like me in that aspect...he hates heights as well. Ellie is still too young to go on some of the rides, however I can see a little adventure in her. Addie, on the other hand has to be a direct descendant of Evil Knievel. That girl will go on any ride...and makes fun of anyone who will not join her. Yeah...she's 7. So having the easily torn ego that I do, I stroll up to the ticket guy at each ride with my book of tickets in hand. He measures Addie up with the stick that determines your ride fate, and looks at her like he wants to say, "This is a scary ride little girl." Meanwhile, before I even hand him my tickets she is already strapping herself into the seat that will spin the fastest, go the highest, or give the best view of rapidly approaching pavement. She knows I hate heights, so she begins to taunt me as soon as the ride begins to move, trying her hardest to beckon a yell from my now pale face. Every ride ends the same...the tailing off of her infectious giggle, and the same words every time..."Can we do it again?" "Come on" I say, "Let's get a drink and see how long the line is for the Tea Cups." She laughs again.