Lily was pointing and making the "h" sound...at a horse! She's so smart!!!
Erin, Cassidy and Ali on TweetsieToday is day 6. Ryan goes home tomorrow and the older girls head off to camp for the week, so we decided to have a fun day at our teeny, tiny, amusement park...Tweetsie Railroad.
Tweetsie itself is a beautifully restored and maintained steam locomotive. At the park, the train pulls guests around a 3 mile loop stopping along the way a couple of times for the cowboys to hold the train up and to do battle with the indians. I'm sure we're dealing with severe political incorrectness here, but it's a show!
There are shows: the "World Famous" Tweetsie Can-Can dancers and Tweetsie Cloggers, along with some somewhat hokey kids shows, a magic show and a sing and dance show.
And there are rides: Planes, Trains, and Automobiles...and a chairlift. We decided to let the older girls run loose...provided they stayed together and didn't lose each other. We gave them a watch and they were very good about meeting us back at the appointed hour and location! They just wouldn't have enjoyed hanging out with the parents and the babies...ya know? They rode the "tilt-a-hurl"...I mean whirl and other vomitous rides while Cassidy and Lily stuck to the airplanes, helicopters and carousel.
The highlight of the day was waiting in line for 1 1/2 hours so Cassidy could see Dora the Explorer! I played the martyr mom and waited with Lily and the stroller while everyone else went off on rides. We could text each other, so I told Ryan when to head back down to the line for the show and meet and greet. He came back down and we traded babies. I had Cassidy on my shoulders so she could see, then we snaked through the line. She was excited! She was singing, dancing, clapping her hands. Then it was time to meet and greet! At which point she threw herself on the ground, screamed and wouldn't budge. I'm so happy I took one for the team and waited in line. In the grand scheme of things, I really don't care that she threw a tantrum...I just wish I didn't have to wait in line to see it. We walked past, well sort of a walking/dragging motion and walked right out. Little stinker! Turns out she didn't want to see Diego....just Dora. Good thing she got a tattoo!
Tweetsie itself is a beautifully restored and maintained steam locomotive. At the park, the train pulls guests around a 3 mile loop stopping along the way a couple of times for the cowboys to hold the train up and to do battle with the indians. I'm sure we're dealing with severe political incorrectness here, but it's a show!
There are shows: the "World Famous" Tweetsie Can-Can dancers and Tweetsie Cloggers, along with some somewhat hokey kids shows, a magic show and a sing and dance show.
And there are rides: Planes, Trains, and Automobiles...and a chairlift. We decided to let the older girls run loose...provided they stayed together and didn't lose each other. We gave them a watch and they were very good about meeting us back at the appointed hour and location! They just wouldn't have enjoyed hanging out with the parents and the babies...ya know? They rode the "tilt-a-hurl"...I mean whirl and other vomitous rides while Cassidy and Lily stuck to the airplanes, helicopters and carousel.
The highlight of the day was waiting in line for 1 1/2 hours so Cassidy could see Dora the Explorer! I played the martyr mom and waited with Lily and the stroller while everyone else went off on rides. We could text each other, so I told Ryan when to head back down to the line for the show and meet and greet. He came back down and we traded babies. I had Cassidy on my shoulders so she could see, then we snaked through the line. She was excited! She was singing, dancing, clapping her hands. Then it was time to meet and greet! At which point she threw herself on the ground, screamed and wouldn't budge. I'm so happy I took one for the team and waited in line. In the grand scheme of things, I really don't care that she threw a tantrum...I just wish I didn't have to wait in line to see it. We walked past, well sort of a walking/dragging motion and walked right out. Little stinker! Turns out she didn't want to see Diego....just Dora. Good thing she got a tattoo!
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