I learned a lot about myself last night. I learned that I am a mother who will wait in line with her children to ensure that they do not shove their ways to the front. I learned that, if your child pushes mine out of the way to cut the line, I will say, "I'm sorry, but my children were in front of you." I learned, if you are a mother who tells your child, "That's okay, you're bigger than them. Go ahead," I will tell you it's not okay. If you then say that I should never speak to your little girl that way, I will think you're bat-shit crazy because, "I'm sorry, but my children were in front of you," is not offensive or out of line; your school-aged child should know better. AND, if you then light up a cigarette while in line for a children's ride, I will judge you. That's me, ya'll: Judgie McJudgeston.
I learned I'm a little overprotective. Not this overprotective, but more than I thought I was. Despite the germs, line cutters and smokers in kiddie land, and the constant hand-washing, we had loads of fun. Here are some pics.