Amusement parks are a must at any age.

All the kids are little brave people. They tried even the scary rides and not once cried or complained. We got them ice cream -huge cones for everyone- meaning all the moms ate more than one (me included, managed to eat 2 cones in less than 10 minutes, my very own personal record. I know, not impressive, but still managed to gulp 600 very cold, strawberry flavored calories, almost at once).

Isabel woke up at 3am this morning crying and asking for cookies. I blame the reminiscence of all the delicious food smells at the park.

At last but not least, I proudly let you know that we did not fight at all. This is a huge achievement for my family. It was probably due to the cold season and very loud music at the place. Oh, and maybe because we were so busy waving at the kids while riding tiny airplanes or incredibly slow -and tiny shaped- go karts.







It is a truth, universally acknowledged, that when a person feels dizzy at carousels he/she has gotten too old for them.