Sea World, Orlando
For two days we oohed and awed at the animals.
We (as in Jason, Kylie and Jayden. Me, Maddox, my camera and my hair were a safe distance away) were splashed by Shamu. We were sad that the trainers no longer swam around diving off Shamu's nose since the death of the trainer here in Orlando. Instead they kept their distance behind metal bars. It just wasn't the same, but they are still amazing animals to watch (although secretly we felt guilty admitting that the dolphin show was better).
We were amazed seeing the dolphins up close, but were sad that the sting ray and starfish hands-on exhibit was closed.
We watched Maddox run around like a wild banshee. Which made me wish I had one of those kid leashes that I swore I would never buy. When he wasn't running around, he was begging to go on the rides. Give this boy a dirday tate and carousel ride and he's the happiest birthday boy around. (I still can't light a candle inthe house without him pulling a chair up to the counter, singing happy birthday to himself before blowing it out).
We cooled off from the 90 degree so called "fall" weather.
And then came the rides.....Jayden begged Jason to take him on Journey to Atlantis. He hated it the first time but we somehow convinced him (with some kind of bribery I'm sure) to go a second time with Kylie. Obviously, they both hated it.
So they ended up riding the Shamu Express approximately 63 times.
And then we all got a chuckle while Jason got sick on the Jazzy Jellies.
So I got suckered into going on the Swishy Fishys and was feeling pretty good about myself that I held my own on a toddler ride.
but somewhere between the spinning and the tilting it hit me. While Jayden was zoned out like he was at Woodstock, I was busy having my own little panic attack because I started feeling sick and I couldn't get off. Of course I got no sympathy from Jason who was laughing while he took about 25 pictures of me looking like I am about to yak. Oh well, what goes around comes around. I love my children, but not enough to ever step foot in a spinny ride again.