Tuesday, May 13, 2008

Bayfield County Fair, 1985.

Me (age 6): Mom, can I ride the roller coaster?
Mom:
Oh, I don’t know, I’m not sure if you’re big enough for that yet.
Me:
No, look! Look! The sign says I have to be “this tall” to ride, and I am!
Mom:
Hmm...well, I don’t know...
Me:
We’ve got to use up the last of these tickets before we go home!
Mom:
Are you sure you don’t want to ride the Ferris wheel instead?
Me:
THE FERRIS WHEEL IS FOR BABIES!!!!!
Mom:
Okay, okay, you can ride it--and look, there’s no line or anything.
Me:
WHEEEE!!! I'm going in the front car!

Thirty seconds later:
The scariest moment of my life circa 1985.
Mom: Smile for the camera, Mary!
Me: *expression of utter terror*
Gene Amos the Cabbage Patch Kid:
*also silent*

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