round and round

Erin loves the Carousel horses.  

And usually that is where she and I end up when we go to Six Flags with the family.  

We're not big fans of roller coasters.  

We rode the carousel three times...in a row!  

The last time she wanted to find the tallest highest horse she could see.  She had been a little disappointed in the first two she chose.  Wimpy trotters, I guess. 

She found a "georgous" black beauty that I had to lift her up pretty high to get on. 

She LOVED it.  

Until it started slowing down and her horse ended up as high as it possibly could be when the ride stopped.  

It didn't help that I sat on the other horse snapping pictures and chuckling.

I told her to hold on while I got down.  When I got off my horse I started checking the pictures on my camera and slowly walking toward the exit.  

Not very nice, I know.  And I debated doing it.  

But I did it and she hollered at me something fierce.  

I was only a few steps away, of course.  Just a couple steps.  

I went back and helped her down.  She just shook her head at me.

She still loves me.  My little companion.

Phew!