I believe more than anything, that the one of the most important things we can do for our kids is create good memories. Stuff doesn’t matter. Memories do.
Noah and I went to Busch Gardens (Williamsburg, VA) at the weekend for a little (early) birthday treat for Noah. He’ll be ten years old on November, 21st. He’s a bit of a thrill seeker, so it wasn’t a hard decision for him when selecting where he wanted to go.
We had such a great time, with many great memories cemented in his little head. I look forward to going back with the whole family.
Here are some observations I made from our 2 days in the park.
- Finger print scanners for park access are a nuisance.
- We discovered early on, carrying a back pack is not a good idea.
- Theme parks are not happy places for every family.
- Turkeys have big legs.
- On wet days, people from the south turn up in hunting gear because it’s the only waterproofs they own.
- Funnel cakes are like some kind of failed attempt at making a donut, but they are pretty amazing.
- People are so diverse. I mean really diverse. Our churches need diversity like this. I’m not talking specifically about racial diversity, but that is included.
- Some people like to ride coasters in their bare feet (see diverse comment).
- Some theme park employees hate their job.
- Some theme park employees would take convincing that an outside world exists.
- Reminding everyone on board the roller coaster, as we are climbing, about a scene in Final Destination is not cool.
- We kept bumping into the same people in a park of 30,000 people, which is weird. We ended up giving them names. For example, we always heard “Mister Dude” start his sentences with “Dude…”.
- Wearing only a wife beater in < 40 degrees, makes you look stupid, not tough.
- Every time I walked through the Irish themed village, I wanted to hike up my trouser legs and do a wee jig. Seriously.
- If you don’t mind getting wet, rainy days make for really short lines.
- The more people on board your roller coaster, the faster it goes.
- I was thankful I did not buy the queue pass ticket. My organs needed the time between rides to find their way home.
- Spending one-on-one time with each of your kids is so important. They love it.
- Letting my kid hear his dad scream like a girl is a good solid memory made.
- Protecting my kid from the monsters made me feel like a hero.