After scarfing that down, I came up for air and Mommy snapped this picture.
I didn't take a nap all day. At three, Mommy decided it was time to head to the carnival. I was in pretty good spirits.
We went on an airplane ride. Mommy thought our plane was broken, because everyone but us was going up and down. Finally the carnie dude told us that we needed to use the lever! After that, we were flying high. Here's us right after the ride stopped.
Mommy took me on the carousel.
Luckily for me, there is not much photographic evidence of how I behaved between rides. This photo will give you an idea.
After every ride, I FREAKED. Screaming, crying and generally just freaking out. Then when we'd get on the next ride, I was the happiest boy you ever saw. The moment the ride stopped, back to freak out. I am a good Jekyl and Hyde. The dragon roller coaster was my very favorite.
Mommy and I rode jalopys. She was too wimpy for the kiddie roller coaster.
When we got home, the lady next door gave me this bike and helmet. I thought it was pretty fun until Daddy stepped away so Mommy could take this picture.
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