Second to last day of my spring break extravaganza..boo! Oh well I miss my roomies and my middle school girls...like crazy!! So I guess I'm ok with going back to school! (Even though I will miss snuggling with my puppy and kitty cat ): and I guess I'll miss being around my dad and brother...lolz) Not much else to report on, as of now, I'll be leaving soon for one last hoorah with my grandparents and aunt/uncle (on my mommy's side) and that will be it for my spring break! So I guess its time to stop blabbering and get on with the day's memory.
Memory #47
So we left off yesterday with finally beholding and meeting baby Troy! (Which was pretty much the highlight of our trip to Mansfield) My mom then got the idea to go to the Six Flags (that I think is in Arlington?) with everyone. But obviously its not really thrilling to take a baby to six flags, so my cousin Chris stayed home with the baby, and Julie and her daughter/my cousin Lainey accompanied us to the six flags. The nice thing about going to theme parks with my mom, is that we had similar taste in rides and more importantly the same dislike of roller coasters. Yup, I'll admit it. I'm pretty much a wuss when it comes to roller coasters. I've gotten to the point where I can do indoor roller coasters or coasters in the dark (Because apparently I'm ok with not seeing where I'm going) but those crazy roller coasters like Superman? You could count me and my mother out.
So there was one ride in particular that my mom, Julie and I didn't want to go on. I don't remember if it was because it was a roller coaster or if it was because the line was terribly long and unappealing so Sam and Lainey waited in line while we sat on a bench waiting for them to come out. An hour and a half went by and still there was no sight of them. Mother instinct kicked in and both my mom and Julie got really super nervous. So we looked up and down the line, no sight of them. We looked around the exit, no sign of them. Panic was becoming more apparent. It took about 30 minutes but we finally found them, and that panic turned into anger. And let me just say I'm glad I wasn't the one who wandered off. Other than that it was quite an enjoyable day. Moral of the story: Let your mother know where you are at all times...you don't know fury until your mother thinks shes lost you.
Love Always,
Erin
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