But this year, I changed things up a bit and went with a crowd: Miss Maggie, my very pregnant sister, her hubby and the niece and nephew. It’s so different being with people. On one hand, I get antsy and want to move on to the next thing: the men in tights … I mean, wrestlers. On the other hand, I love that childlike feeling you get when you see kids smiling and getting excited or nervous about a crazy-cool ride.
So, as I lay in bed with the alarm set very early for a weekend of beach camping, I leave you with a few images that wrap up summer in my mind: some pretty rides and some awkward, yet funny, family pics. This day was hot, tasted of cherry snow cones, sounded like a Merry-Go-Round and made you want to be a little kid again.