I didn't post last night because yesterday I took my four-year-old, James, to Disneyland for the first time.
If there's anything neater than taking a sweet, well-rested four-year-old to Disneyland for the first time, I don't know what it is. And he was definitely well-rested, because he didn't know I was taking him anywhere until yesterday morning, and he didn't know we were going to Disneyland until we got there.
But what about the other kids, you ask? Well, we took David to Disneyland for his fourth birthday; James was too little, and we left him with a sitter. And since David had gotten to have his own day at Disneyland we thought it was only fair to do the same for James when he got to be old enough.
Anyway, we had a blast. James is always good-natured and sweet when we're out together; he has a real willingness to be happy that just can't be beat. Plus, he's one brave little kid.
That is to say, he wanted to go on the Matterhorn rollercoaster.
Even after he'd seen it, he still wanted to go on the Matterhorn.
Even after he'd realized how big it was, and how fast the cars went, he still wanted to go on the Matterhorn.
So we went on the Matterhorn, and he loved it.
Did I mention that he's just 4 1/2 years old? I think I was six or seven before I went on the Matterhorn, and I was considerably more apprehensive--I seem to recall whimpering for help as we went down the mountain.
We got to the park when it opened at 10 AM, and we didn't leave until after 4 PM, when James was finally and completely worn out, and ready to go. He scored only one whine for the entire day, and simply couldn't have been a more pleasant companion.Posted by Will Duquette at January 27, 2004 09:01 PM
Craig Clarke said:
One of my earlier memories is going on the Thunder Road rollercoaster at Six Flags over Georgia when I was four. The way my dad tells the story, he was scared enough for me, but I just remember giggling all the way through.
I think the fear mechanism hasn't really set in at that age. You don't know enough to know to be scared.
Since watching the kids and hubby on the Ferris wheel makes me green, you couldn't pay me enough to do a roller coaster!
My daughter at that age was a "pleasure seeking risk taker" and would have gotten off the ride, downed a couple of funnel cakes and said, "Again!"
Will Duquette said:
Regarding your age hypothesis--if so, David was a very advanced four-year-old when we took him a few years ago,
because he wasn't going on any rollercoasters.