This year, my oldest daughter was finally old enough to ride the roller coasters with her Daddy at the amusement park. He was SOOO excited! She . . . was not. I had to remind her of our 'one thing that scares us' rule.
Since Hunkahubby knew he would probably only get one chance to ride a roller coaster that day - he went on the one HE really wanted to ride on (which - with a double-helix among other things, was probably not smart for his green roller coaster buddy).
Here they are before they got on the ride. As you can tell - she is NOT thrilled, but she is still smiling.
And here she is after having survived the roller coaster . . . according to Hunkahubby, she screamed, screamed some more, and then just cried. Poor thing. She has sworn off roller coasters for the rest of her life. And Hunkahubby probably has 2 more years before the other two are tall enough.But Mommy had her 'one thing that scares her' moment as well. In the water park, we decided (okay - it WAS my idea) to go on a ride with 4 people per innertube that goes through this large purple enclosed slide. It didn't look that scary.
Except - I kind of forgot one thing . . .
I'm a tad claustrophobic.
And the minute the innertube took off (with me and my two girls in it) I was plunged into complete darkness. And then water splashed over my face. I panicked. But I didn't scream. I didn't let the girls know how freaked I was (they couldn't have seen me anyway). I just kept breathing and praying for the ride to be over.
When we got to the end - the ride attendants just about had to pry my fingers off of the innertube, and my body was so stiff I could hardly stand up. I was shaking for the next 20 minutes. But I DID IT, right? (NEVER again.) Open water slides, I can handle - enclosed . . . NUH UH!!
My daughter and I bonded over facing our fears and hating it. LOL
What have you done lately that scared you? Was it worth it? Would you do it again?
3 comments:
I can't think of anything I've done lately that scared me. Unless, maybe it was the day it was storming and I went into a storm cellar because I had my grandson with me and I knew if I got him killed, my son would never forgive me.
And I survived. But I don't like storm cellars, but then you knew that didn't you?
lots of stuff in my world of work---and YESYESYES Id do it again! :)
M.
I can't think of anything lately.
When the dog barks crazy at night, out of the blue, and I am the only adult at home; that scares me.
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