When your three year old is waiting in line for a pony ride that you are more excited about than he is, don't be stressed when he spots the world's most enormous blown up slide and hauls ass toward it. He could give a nickel about those dang ponies and your desire to get a picture of him taking his first ride. He's three. And a sensory seeker. It would make you a big turd if you forced the pony issue. Instead, let him run like the wind to that big ass slide and sock away all of your fears about it. Because he has graduated from sitting on laps. And he's ready to go it alone. So let him take that risk. He's got this. Your job is to take the pictures.
Pony rides are for wimps.
Big ass slides are where it's at.
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