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- Campfire calzones. Delish.
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- Two little bums sharing a chair.
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- The first ride in which Jack did not try to squirm out of his seat
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- Short wait times.
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- Mmm. Pizza and root beer heaven.
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- Yowsers. Craziest ride ever.
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- Big sister took a break from the rides to play with baby bro.
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- Evening train ride
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- This was minutes before Eve puked into a Ziploc bag.
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- You’d think we planned the color-coordination. Nope.
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- Last ride of the night
Our campsite in Heyburn State park was pretty legit, but we scheduled so much time on excursions we barely had time to enjoy it. Our first meal was campfire calzones, made ahead of time, frozen and cooked over the grate of the campfire. Tim and I make a great team – I do all the prep and he builds a fantastic fire for reheating/cooking. Yum-O.
Silverwood Theme Park was a winner. We went the day after July 4th so I was a bit nervous that the crowds would be oppressive. As it turned out, we barely waited in a single line all day. We hit every ride more than once (some I wished I hadn’t – I’m talking about you Aftershock), saw an awesome magic show and even made sure at least one of us puked. Check, check, check. I have no idea what happened to Eve, but at the end of the night, as we rode the train around the park, I glanced back at her, saw her looking rather pale, asked her if she felt sick, at which point she grabbed her mouth and I sprung into action, frantically emptying the a Ziploc bag of its contents so that Eve could vomit right into the bag. Tim didn’t even notice the entire event, though he was sitting beside her. Such a dad. I made him hold the bag until we exited the train 20 minutes later. I have to admit, it might have been one of my proudest mom moments, as the alternative would have been quite the opposite. Ziploc for the win.
Silverwood, we will be back.