
Scary, man.

But then we arrived and I saw why she was so hell-bent on getting there and soaking up every minute available, because it was kind of awesome. Awesome in the sense of how a child feels going to a carnival and getting to ride all kinds of fun and crazy rides. But not awesome in the sense of how a mom feels taking her child to a carnival to ride all kinds of fun and crazy rides that are held together with hair pins, run on diesel fuel, and are spinning at the speed of light. Know what I mean?

But she had an absolute blast. And Dr P and I had an alright time too. Especially when it was La's turn at the dunk tank. While she doesn't quite have Uncle A's arm, she definitely OWNED that tank.
All in all, a good day at the ranch.
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