After a visit to historic Philadelphia, we took the kids to Hershey Park, PA.
Now, I’m not a big fan of Amusement Parks. I think there’s way too much time wasted waiting in lines. I suppose if I had the “express pass,” I might feel differently, but there’s a part of me that views it as a sad commentary on modern American life.
That being said, I do love the most intense roller coasters.
Unfortunately-at least in this respect-that wasn’t on the agenda as Paco, Tonka, and Nadia didn’t meet the height requirements for a lot of the things that I would have chosen for myself.
However, this wasn’t about me…or what I wanted to do. It was about them and I can honestly say that one of the great experiences of fatherhood was taking them on their first roller coasters and seeing the pure joy (and a bit of nerves) in going through it.
Barely scraping by in terms of height, we got Nadia on a massive log flume (I don’t think she really knew what she was in for) and I’ll admit, there was a moment where I said to myself, “I’m not sure this is a great idea,” but we persevered.
At the bottom, I heard a girl crying and I was concerned. Then I saw that it was the 7 year old NEXT to Nadia (4.5) and my little girl was all smiles (and soaked).
Paco was super excited after doing “the Comet” and all he could says was “That so INTENSE!!” (wonder where he got that from?)
The thing about it was that it was such pure joy to see their pure joy and to be there for that moment of maturation and life experience.
I was excited to share it with them and be there with them…just in case…and thrilled to see how they came through with the attitude that I would want them to have.