Monday was a very special day in my life. It was a simple day, a short trip to an amusement park. A few raindrops and some lines, but otherwise it was one of the best days.
We got to spend it with our children and grandchildren and one of their friends and children. A day at Hershey Park Pa. that came off perfectly. We went with THREE – 1-year olds, TWO 4-year-olds and a 7-year-old.
Spending a day making little and big kids smile is the definition of satisfaction. I’m beat, but a wonderful kind of beat. I’m even a little sore but I’m sitting here smiling ear to ear.
Times like this are hard for me to describe. It’s such a simple thing but at the same time so important in my memory book. Kids held my hand, wanted me to carry them, wanted to go on rides with me, played with my beard, got hugs for winning them prizes, pushed some in stroller, shared my lunch. I almost smuggled a sip of Mug Root Beer to my grandson, but my son caught me and said no. We got gifts and kept them dry when it rained.
It was a blast making stupid faces, playing peek-a-boo with them, tickling them, and watching all the strollers so the entire family could ride together as I waved to them on each circle of the merry-go-round. I danced with them when the band came by and gave the older grandchildren high fives each time they finished a ride. I helped them hold their bag while they picked what candies they wanted from the bins.
I just realized that I spent the entire day making others smile and I couldn’t be happier myself. I was so busy I didn’t even have one piece of candy the whole day I was in chocolate town. I did have two small Krackle bite size bars when I got home.
It was over a 14-hour day for us, and we slept like we missed a night’s sleep the night before.
I must admit I was a little apprehensive of how the day would go with all those young ones. Plus, the weather forecast couldn’t have been worse (rain all day and thunderstorms that never materialized). But it couldn’t have been better day.
We’d taken our children there decades ago. The park certainly has grown. It’s a park we will go back to with the children again and hopefully put some more files in the mind that I can recall as my time here fades.
I’m breaking one of the rules I have. I don’t normally run pictures of myself or family. But I was so touched by the children’s smiles and love and my own children having a great day with us and them that I’m sharing 2 of myself holding both my granddaughter’s hands that my family sent me last night.
I can’t believe how much this 1-year-old wanted to walk. Most of the time with just one of us holding on or on her own.
















































































































































































































