So my whole life, I have loved waterparks, loved amusement rides. The higher, and faster the ride the better and the more I loved it. Here we are, no real restrictions on height for the water slides, and of coarse, Jackson wants to go on them. At first, I was excited, I finally get to share a love of mine with my kids. Nope! Climbing up 4 flights of stairs, and speeding down with my little guy in a tube, the whole time thinking.... does he really hold tight? What if he flies off? I got to tell you not so much fun anymore. Jackson, well.....
there was not a waterslide in the house he did not love. These little ones got boring for him of coarse. He loved them all, he rode on all of them except for one. As nerve recking as it was, I am still excited for the summer.
Thankfully, this little one loved just hanging by the wave pool. He really liked when the waves came.
This thrill seeker enjoyed going back to catch the waves.
Because every night should end with a cozy warm fire and a good story book.