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hersheypark, mainly from above.

5.03.2016

Hersheypark is officially open for the summer! Until Memorial Day we can hit up this park any old Friday, Saturday or Sunday we want (and then every single day after)! And hit it up we will! I'm going to try to get as many visits in as I can before the massive amounts of tourists reign down on the area come June... In theory. 
We planned originally to go on Friday but rain kept us home. So those that could went on Saturday instead. It wasn't warm really, but not cold, and no rain which was key. The crowds weren't awful either and! We learned that we can already get in before opening. One perk of having a season pass is that you can get in to the first area of the park an hour before regular admission people. This area happens to have more kiddie rides than I can count so yeah, definitely hitting that up as often as I can! I don't care that I'll have to leave the house at 8. Nope. 
So we rode some rides. As one does. My mother promised Letteria she would take her on the ferris wheel and let me tell you even typing that out my stomach turned into a knot. I like regular ferris wheels... you know the ones that you sit two side-by-side and your feet dangle? With a bar across your lap so you do not plummet to your ultimate death? Hersheypark has no such ferris wheel. No. Theirs is octagon-shaped. With no belts or bars. And with doors that swing open when pushed. And it's high. Super high. Like vertigo inducing high. My palms are sweating. So mom assured me that she would never let anything happen to my Letty and on the ride they were going. Until David wanted to join. And no way was I putting poor Nonna in charge of saving two lives and every other adult refused so... Don't let the smiling photo fool you. Most of the time I had an arm wrapped tightly around David and the other around the center pole all while staring at the floor begging Letty to sit on her hiney, yes both cheeks. That ride needs belts. And Jesus.
Another ride from above was The Kissing Tower. This is a ride I can get behind. While it goes higher than the ferris wheel it is more importantly enclosed. So ride that all you want my sweets that does not bother mama a bit. 
We also learned this trip that Dominic is just quite adorable when he's allowed to walk on his own. The smile never left his face and his giggle was continuous. If only he wasn't a flight risk! So another successful day in the Hersheypark book.  And having seen the water park area from above all I can say is... my loins are girded.






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firehouse visit

5.02.2016

For those of you unawares, my baby (ha!) brother is a firefighter. Slash paramedic. Slash really bad ass. He works down in Maryland and so we don't visit him at his place of employment often. As in, next to never. Two years ago we attempted a visit with our neighbors and well.... David reacted quite poorly.

And so we took a year off. The PTSD kept me away. I don't think Rob wanted to subject his team to another show like the one David put on before... But now. He's almost four. He's better (maybe?). Rob is at a new station and my niece Mikayla and my sister-in-law (some of these photos are hers) haven't been to this house either. So. We went. This new station is about two and a half hours from here... Quite the trek. Nothing some snacks and iPads can't handle right? Right Rob? That's how you get by?
We arrived shortly after lunch time and we were kindly allowed to eat our packed lunches right at the firehouse table. Us and a few firefighters. After which we went out to the garage bays and did the whole touch the trucks. Sit in the trucks. Splash in the puddles. Sit in the trucks. See the flashing lights. That whole bit. Which is the best part for a little kid! And for me too, not going to lie.
After that my brother gave us the tour of the rest of the place. The dorm area. The gym. The room for those that snore loudly. The kitchen. It was great to see where my brother spends so much time... There's just something fascinating about a firehouse right? Not a place many people get to investigate. I know I sure didn't see the inside of one until our first visit two years ago.

We spent almost two hours hanging out and chatting it up with some firemen. I'm glad we had such a nice visit this time around! All concluding with Rob being sent out on a call and all six of us standing on the firehouse stoop waving goodbye to the firetruck as they went out and saved the day.

Thank you so much Rob and station 23 for allowing me and mine to spend a few precious hours with you all! I'm so glad my kids get to experience something as amazing as this! And of course thank you for all you guys do! Seriously. Thank you.





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