We took the kids to Legoland this week.
The kids loved it.
The only complication was that since many of the rides required a 1:1 adult to child ratio, either Charlie or I would hang back with three children, while the other one took turns rotating through one particular ride with each of the kids.
Some of the rides the kids could do by themselves.
And some were very interactive.
Some of the rides would allow one adult to accompany multiple children. But that didn't mean we'd only ride it once. I lost track of how many times we went on this bounce thing. I think it was close to 20.
Notice Elizabeth with her arms up high?
When Charlie took the girls on a rollercoaster, Carolyn held on tightly. Yet Elizabeth, at one point, had her arms high in the air screaming "FASTAH!! FASTAH!!" When I went on that same rollercoaster with her brother, he buried his head in my chest and murmured, "Mommy, please tell me when it's over."
That Elizabeth. I'd expect nothing less from my baby C.
Spending a full day at this Mecca of childhood was not some desperate attempt to earn the everlasting love and adoration of our children.
But it certainly helped.
What surprised me is that we had just as much fun - if not more - than the children did. Infact, we had such a great time, that we opted to upgrade all of our one day tickets for an annual pass.
Now, we could go to Legoland every single day for the next year.
For what an annual pass cost, don't think for a minute we won't try.