We had a fabulous time, and in the process -- I learned a little something about my darling daughter.
She's mortally terrified of carousels.
Yes. You heard me right. Carousels.
What? They're packed with colorful creatures, you say? Ponies and bears and fun-loving porpoises? And they spin in delightful circles and go up and down? What American girl wouldn't love that???
Mine.
She settled onto the pony okay ... but her cooperation quickly degraded from there. She began to look nervous ... then whimper ... once the thing started actually MOVING, Rhy was practically in hysterics, and quickly put me in a choke hold from which I am still recovering.
Ow.
Enjoy the photos.
Sippy cup girls in their nighties. Is there anything cuter?
Breakfast on a girls' weekend (the boys were in Milwaukee) includes princess dresses, jewelry, crowns and Dora the Explorer.
Olivia sits on her carousel horse with no problems.
Rhy looks up in abject terror at the thing she is sitting on, as if it is about to explode.
This is blurry, I know, but check out the vulcan deathgrip she has on my neck!!
Heather and Olivia!
The girls have fun tickling each other before bed.
More laughs.
Two cutie pies, who are destined to be buds, whether they like it or not. :)
