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Monday, June 21, 2004
Took the kids (and the dog) to Holiday World Saturday. Getting our certificates from Evansville Outdoor transferred into our season tickets was relatively painless. We were happy to find out that we get 10% off food and stuff with the season tickets.
I had read on their website that an air-conditioned kennel was available for $10 per day. That's pretty steep, but worth it to keep Glory from sitting at home all day defecating and micturating all over the place! (Glory is our golden retriever puppy.)
Jen was able to check in at the kennel as often as she liked, so it's really a pretty decent deal for those weird people who think their pet is nearly human and deserves such special care and thoughtfulness.
We had a fun day, although it was a bit chilly for the waterpark.
During our time in the wave pool, Isaac made the lifeguards job difficult, because he loves to go under water, come up for a brief second, and then go back under. He appears to be struggling, so I can see where they felt it necessary to blow their whistles and stuff.
Jacob wanted to ride the Octopus thingy right when we got into the park. I tried to delay that since "the line is just too long" (and last time I rode one I nearly hurled.) Towards the end of the day, he unfortunately remembered he wanted to ride the Octopus and when told they could ride one more ride, that was his selection. We had just finished pizza and rootbeer. Jenny and Emily decided to go pick up Glory and wait for us at the front gate. Jacob, Isaac and I waited in line for our turn. Some little 5 or 6 year old girl said that Jacob's face really reminded her of "Jacob." I said, "Really, well that's interesting because his name is Jacob." She thought that was cool. I then said, "Well, he must be really handsome." She made a funny face and said, "Whatever. He is really cute though, for a little boy." Jacob smiled. We rode the Octopus; I was miserable. Isaac was scared, until it stopped, then he said it was great. We left. Went a few miles in the truck. We stopped so I could vomit. No more Octopus please.
6/21/2004 09:04:00 AM by Todd Bacon
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