We rode those way over-priced carnival rides. Well, most of us. Grounded is grounded, but the offending child accepted it without any waterworks. I’m very proud of him for accepting the consequence and moving forward.
The happy part was seeing Bubbly get to ride. With all her impulsivity and general anger, she usually lashes out in a way that gets her excluded from this kind of stuff. She earned it this time, and when she got on that ride, the cheers went up from the other children who are always SO happy to celebrate her victories.
The Diva isn’t a thrill ride kind of gal, and she was the only one not tall enough to ride the big swings. Then she wasn’t tall enough to ride the dragon rollercoaster without an adult. I wasn’t about to pay for ANOTHER three tickets to ride that thing, so she took the disappointment like a champ and was happy to ride the pinkest airplane she could find. I do love that about my kids. They take disappointment really well and move onto the next thing without much issue. You get what you get, and you don’t have a fit.