It somehow came about this past summer, as we were wandering through the amusement park section of the West Edmonton Mall, that I said "If you go, I'll go"... or "We should all go together! What a fun family memory that would be!"... (something along those lines)
We were standing by the Roller Coaster at the time.
It was Randall and I and the boys.
No one was really in the mood... or they were all chicken... or they didn't really believe that I would seriously go on the Roller Coaster...
So we didn't.
Hillary came to hear of it. (or she just wanted to share the joy... she loves roller coasters... )
So this Christmas vacation...
We needed to go to W.E.M. and we needed to buy wristbands, and we needed to spend a day riding the rides!
Today we indulged her, (and exchanged some jeans, and spent some happy time at the book store) and we braved the city to hit The Mall.
Thomas met a friend and spent the afternoon hanging out.
Hillary and Micah bought wrist bands and spent the afternoon whirling and swinging.
And I bought 6 tickets and went on the roller coaster with them.
Not the big one, as I was advised that it has a tendency to whip your neck around, but the slightly ... smaller?... slower?... "Orbiter".
Not sure if it was any neck friendlier than the other, but what have you.
Let it never be said that I don't keep my word.
"When will you go on the roller coaster again, Mom?"
I told him maybe in another 25 years.
After I stop feeling dizzy.