On Monday, we went to Magic Mountain, because she decided she was ready to ride the big kid roller coasters. Not only was she ready to ride the big kid roller coasters, she was ready to ride the no-sane-person-should-ever-subject-themselves-to-this-willingly roller coasters, like this one.
I got off and wanted to check myself into a hospital. She got off and wanted to go again.
On Tuesday, it was her 8th birthday**. We had Angry Birds Snickerdoodles for her birthday breakfast party.
We went to the Grilled Cheese Truck for lunch. And we saw (and loved!) the new Muppet Movie at the El Capitan Theater that night***. Fortunately, we did not go upside down or backwards all day.
On Wednesday, there was roller skating with her dad, Christmas shopping with her cousins, and building legos with her uncle****.
On Thursday, it was my daughter's birthday. There was Monkey Bread birthday breakfast, Sponge Bob fried rice for dinner, and a new board game to play when we got home.
The game, Wits and Wagers Family, is a riot to play. Basically, the game gives you a statistic, and everyone tries to guess the right numerical answer. At one point, the card said:
What percentage of American families speak a language other than English at home?
I said 45.
My sister wrote 50.
My daughter guessed 60.
My son proposed 26.
My niece very authoritatively said,
I don't think we stopped laughing for 10 minutes.
Today, we went to the movies again. About halfway through, a large bear escaped from the zoo and was being chased by men with huge, menacing, tranquilizer guns. Amanda leaned over and whispered to me:
Her: Is this a Disney movie?
Me: I don't think so. Why?
Her: (looking worried) Because if it is a Disney movie, I know it will have a happy ending.
I have to say, spending time with her is like a Disney movie. Except that it's happy all the way through.
Here's to happiness and family and un-birthday cakes and Christmas time.
And, of course, Megan.
We'll be camping out for Santa tonight. Hope you have a wonderful Christmas Eve, too!
* My sister and brother-in-law are here, too, but they're not nearly as amusing. I think she was excited about the trip. She was packed the day after Thanksgiving, and had the countdown going in her room. I had my penguin up, too.
** You read that correctly. She was still seven years old on Monday. She rode Scream and Goliath, too.
*** There were fart shoes! Plus, at the El Capitan there's a hokey Christmas show before the movie, and they give out free jingle bells.
**** As a follow-up act to the Space Shuttle project, they are building Frank Llyod Wright's Robie House.