The Mama, the Papa, the Son.....TRADITION

To follow our fourth of July tradition, we visited Coney Island on the most crowded day of the year. We were happily joined by Aunt Pia, Uncle Gary and cousin Jake.

It's a sad, sad, day when your freak is gone. Eek the Geek, a sideshow star whom we befriended over the years, is no longer working there. I am certain that he, who is tattooed from head (and face) to toe, has gone on to achieve greater success. Last year he was finishing up school and in an HBSC ad, so I wasn't too surprised to see him gone. After all to be crushed in a bed of nails for years must get tiresome. But it was on that bed of nails that Joe declared his love on one of our first dates, and it was on that bed of nails that I stood pregnant, and again with a baby Theo. Eek the Geek - thank you for the memories.


Here is Eek the Geek's replacement. As you can see, we came prepared for Theo's photo op with Eek and decided not to let our artwork go to waste, and posed with the new freak.



Theo reached the 40 inch mark, making him officially tall enough to ride every kiddie ride there (last year he could ride all but a few). He happily went from one ride to another, trying to go climb through fences, skip lines, or do whatever else it took to get on a ride immediately. He went on his first kiddie roller coaster - I joined him, and it was surprisingly quite a legitimate roller coaster experience!



His favorite - and no surprise here - was the frog ride. A ride in which the children are lifted into the air and bounced around. Theo enjoyed the lift, but didn't see the bouncy part coming. And so when the little frog started a-hoppin' Theo was taken off guard in the most delightful way, and broke into piercing smiles!

I wonder how old he will be on his first Cyclone ride. And yikes - I wonder how much it will cost! It was 6 dollars this year, up from 5 the last year, which was up from 4, etc...