While in Idaho last month we went to this place. Grandma took us a few years ago, and now it’s the thing we do when we are there.
Yes, allowed the Unlimited Fun. Yes, it is fun, but a different fun that I (we) are used to. It is a lot more busy and crazy that my normal day, and not sure I could do it more often. It is the special thing we do when we go.
We went straight to the go carts. Seriously? Is this allowed for kids younger than driving age? It’s the same thing than driving! No helmets? What?
Everyone was excited. Until after a turn, we’ve realized that the sun in March, in Idaho… doesn’t warm very much. It was cold.
But anyways. We had to go drive around. No matter that the next day we were driving for 9 hours back home. Way different driving, I know. Of course.
Yes, Hi Mama, I am buckled, don’t worry. Which one is the break and which one is the gas?
And went went.
Never mind I am taking pictures while I’m flying on this curvy road!
Yes, another round of driving. This time with a jacket, hats and gloves.
Are they going to drive like this when they get their driver’s license?
Now to inside a little to warm up and some loud noises….
Hitting those rats but not the cat…
Please do not climb or sit on railing. Oops… need to read the signs I guess.
OK, a few more rides.
Mark and Lucas got warned and pulled over for bumping on the curve… oh those boys…
Siena and I passed them. An easy one at least this time. And well, the last time. We didn’t want to watch them get pulled over again and get kicked out.
So onto the batting cages it was.
And yes, of course. The choosing of the prizes.