A few weeks ago we tried to take Eli to King's Island. It was a disaster. Yesterday we tried to do it again. Maybe we were in a festive spirit since it was the 4th of July. Maybe the 103 degree weather melted our brains. Or perhaps a general lack of sleep blurred our decision making.
Whatever the reason, we found ourselves at King's Island. Along with everyone else in Cincinnati apparently.
We tried a few things differently this time. First we tried to stay as far away from the noises. King's Island loves to play music from the 1990's over a series of very low quality speakers. Eli can't stand this. It's hard to know if it's the music selection or the quality of the music that offends him the most. But it is nice to know that Eli is showing good taste.
So after strategically finding a spot where we couldn't hear the speakers, we took Eli into the water. Last time he immediately burst into tears. We were pretty sure security was going to show up asking us what we had done to Eli. This time, he took one deep breathe and then sat down.
In fact, the only time Eli came close to crying was when little kids ran by splashing water in his face. Frankly I can't blame him. That would make me unhappy as well.
Even Isabel was great. She patiently waited for us to move from wading pool to wading pool, slowly introducing Eli to new sounds and splashes.
While we only lasted about 2 hours at the part, it turned out to be a great experience for us all. It's hard to express just how much of a relief this is. It's nice to know that we can finally start doing a few things as a family without Eli going bonkers (a technical term.)
We're looking forward to our next outing at King's Island. And if you want to know how well it went, we never took a picture. And in our family, that's saying something!