Six Flags

Over spring break, Mema, Uncle Keith and I took the kids to Six Flags (a huge amusement park) in San Antonio.  Paul was supposed to be traveling that day so he could not come.  Boo hoo.  He was missed.

We learned that Charlie is a daredevil and does not have any motion sickness.  Lucky for him Uncle Keith was there to take him on all the rides.  I went on the one roller coaster with Charlie that he was tall enough to go on.  He sat with Keith.  I thought it would be a kiddie roller coaster.  Umm, no.  It was a real roller coaster, and scared me a bit.  When we got off I though maybe Charlie would scared.  The first thing he said was "Can we go again!?!"  Then I asked him if he was scared at all.  He looked at me like I had 10 heads and said "why would I be scared?"  Kate loved the kiddie rides, and the little roller coaster.  She loved going on the zebra on the carousel too.

There is Charlie and Uncle Keith in the first row