Not the Beach Part I
Although I've been longing for sandy white beaches and crystal clear waves, we opted for the manageable thing for our stage of life this spring. We took the kids on a short-ish road trip to Silver Dollar City. I have to say, I was shocked with how clean the entire park was. Also, there were zero scantily clad women. Zero. So, those were two huge pluses in my book. I'm apparently quickly becoming a Branson person.
Spencer loved it. He rode every ride multiple times three consecutive days. He was somehow able to rise above every signal in his body that alerts you to the fact that you're tired. Also, there is nothing like bluegrass music to bring out hilarious dance moves in your music-loving three year old.
Evie tolerated the whole thing really well, unless she was in the car or in the hotel where she screamed a lot. She also slept very poorly. You just can't win 'em all.
Our first attempt at family vacation for all four Kelleys was not boring. There was fun. We will do it again. Hopefully with more sleeping and less screaming from all of us.
And there is nothing like Silver Dollar City to brilliantly entertain and completely exhaust your preschooler. He loved it, but leaving the park each day did not go smoothly, no matter how we played it. Parting is such sweet sorrow.