We took the kids to Scheels today to ride the Ferris Wheel because the girls did so good at their parent teacher conferences. They picked going to the Ferris Wheel and out to McDonalds for lunch.
Braxton wasn't tall enough to go on the Ferris Wheel so I stayed off with him, which I didn't mind because I am not a fan of the Ferris Wheel. I don't like when the chairs rock and I feel like I am going to fall. So needless to say, I was glad Braxton was still too little to go. Makena was just tall enough for her and Kali to ride by themselves. After the ride was done, Kali got off and she was not happy. She did not like it at all. She told me, "Mom, my hands are so wet from holding on so tight." As I was watching her go around on the Ferris Wheel, I knew she didn't like it and wanted to get off, but they couldn't stop the wheel, so she had to ride it all the way. She told me she never wants to go on the Ferris Wheel again, and I can't argue with her on that. She got her "don't like the Ferris Wheel gene" from her mom!








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