Cedar Point

We went to Cedar Point last Sunday. I always joke that one of the reasons I married Howie is because I know he will never make me go on a roller coaster, he hates them as much as I do. Regardless, I don't think it's fair to deprive my kids of the experiece just because I am a huge chicken. So we went, and took Grandma and Grandpa, who both love roller coasters. So we thought it work out well. We were wrong. The boys first rode on the Blue Streak and they were done. They were big and tough to start out with, but quicky turned into scardy-cats like their parents. So that left us with Camp Snoopy and the Train Ride. Even E was hesitant at first to go on the kiddy rides, though you can see below she warmed up after a while.

This pic of my Dad is paybacks for some terrible ones of me he took on the kiddie swings with E.


All 4 waiting to go on the Blue Streak.



E on the kiddie motorcyles.