Another First

This past weekend we took the little flower to a local deli known for it's carousel. I learned two things during this family outing:

1) it's difficult to get a good picture of someone on a carousel at dusk

and

2) save the best for last (i.e. if the intention is to have dessert and ride the carousel, have dessert first)...

We made the mistake of riding the carousel as soon as we arrived. We took turns for three rides and then left because it was getting dark. I never know how the little flower is going to react, I was a little worried she might be frightened by the lights and sounds and not want to ride at all. This was not the case. She would have stayed on that carousel until she passed out from sheer exhaustion, if she'd had the chance. Instead, she fell asleep on the way home. And mommy and daddy had frozen custard in the car for dessert.

As I was typing this post, I remembered this picture of my mother and me that was taken at Disneyworld. I was a little older than my little flower is now, I think I was around three. As far as I know this was my first time on a carousel and I don't remember it, so I'm really glad I have the picture:

I'm also really glad my legs are as shapely and tan as my mother's were in this picture...NOT!