Fun Day For All

… maybe including my chiropractor when I show up later this week.

The young miss and I had our annual dad+daughter day outing. When in Kansas City, we enjoyed the water park, Oceans of Fun. No such huge H2O installation in Iowa, so we trekked off to Adventureland outside of Des Moines. Dry fun, mostly. A little splashing here and there and a lot of sweat.

You know, in the days before adoption, I felt a bit of outrage at the guidelines on the age of prospective parents. Having recently moved past the fifty-mark, I can profess my body isn’t quite what it used to be. I know now that the physical demands of parenting take a heavier toll on me than when I was twenty-something and chumming with my friends’ kiddos.

I did fine on the roller coasters: laughing, fist-bumping, and making gross jokes about keeping one’s hands, feet, and stomach contents in the car. Two “lesser” rides cooked me just before lunch. Well, the Sidewinder on the upper right isn’t really a lesser one. Brit went on it nine times. Once finished me for about two hours, and I never really retrieved my balance for the rest of the day.

My wife’s inner ear disease limits any sort of amusement rides. So she wandered around the state capital bookstores and such, and amused herself with a bit of shopping that would have bored the rest of the family. So it really was an adventurously fun day for all.

It feels a bit sad to know I’ve gone on more roller coaster rides in my past than I have still awaiting me. The young miss was a good sport about it all. I did recover enough to go more rounds on a water ride, a ferris wheel, and more roller coastering. We were both pretty tired by pick-up time at six. A desire for a nice cold shower was expressed. I agreed. But I went to bed to rest a bit first.

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