Scary Ponies
Bear was so proud that she could ride a pony.
That smug smile fell off her face the moment the pony took off in a run.
The pony ride we visited had three different options: Slow, Medium and Fast. She chose to ride a Medium pony. Have you ever seen a four-year-old holding onto her saddle for dear life? That's what Bear was doing. She even yelled at the pony handlers, "Not AGAIN! NO...Not AGAIN!" before her pony started it's trot on the second lap. Needless to say, I don't think we'll be taking her horseback riding anytime soon.
We're such mean parents for taking a picture of her while she's in distress (snicker snicker).
Trains
Chipmunk was smart and objected to the pony ride beforehand. (Me: Do you want to ride a pony? Chipmunk: No thank you, no thank you!)
He was, however, very excited about the train ride next door.
Ah yes, Chipmunk and his trains. He loves his trains...probably just as much as he loves to eat.
Eggs
He also loves hunting for eggs...er, rather hunting for eggs, removing the candy from inside, and then leaving the empty egg on the ground to the disappointment of the next kid who comes along. What can I say...he knows what he wants.
Here his mouth is full of chocolate.
For the next few days it was often that I heard Chipmunk running around yelling, "Caaaannndy Yuuummmmy," while leaving empty plastic eggs in his wake.
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