Every year our church has a carnival that they use as fund raiser for the school and parish. This year I thought it would be such a good idea to take little man and have him experience some carnival rides. There were not many he could actually ride, since Omar would have to ride along with him. Out of three, two were no fun for him at all. His face was that of terror. When he got off of each of them, he hysterically ran to me (which NEVER happens) arms out huffing and puffing the words "Mama... Mama" Most likely because Papa was the one who had perched him on those death traps. Here are some snap shots of poor little man's terror stricken face.
Thank goodness the merry-go-round was a success. Yes the monkey we placed him on top of was hideous... but he actually LOVED it. And put up a little fight when it was time to get off.
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