Which I am not. But apparently Zoe is. I took her to a birthday party at a local “amusement” park type area. They had a little kiddie roller coaster and other thrill type rides on a preschool child’s level. Zoe got me on the roller coaster and I gripped the handlebars in fear. The second time she got me on it I was more relaxed and could talk some. She threw her arms way up in the air when we went really fast.

That’s okay, I got her back when we went on the balloon ride and I made it spin really fast…and I got queasy…but that was fun…roller coaster, not fun. Luckily, Daddy can go on the big roller coasters with Zoe.

I’m thinking a trip to Carowinds is in our future.