@ 2009-07-12 – 00:31:34
Last night, Sarah wrote a little poem while spending the evening at Rancho Collapso.
"Cat trying to get out of the window,
trying to get through with his paws.
Trying to push the window open,
At last gives up and ignores.
Sneaks into the dinning room,
finds there's nothing much do.
Lays asleep on the stair and when I woke him up
He didn't care"
Written in multicoloured pencil on a scrap of paper.
@ 2009-07-11 – 19:25:04
Two turns on The Vampire....One spent with us both making Devil horn signs as we hurtled round.
Three rides on Dragons Fury....last one, yep Devil horns again...she is a kid and so am I and we ROCK.
Two voyages on the Black Buccaneer...hands in the air...yep, horns again....
And a session of Bear building at the "Build a Bear" shop...Well ok, I went for a pint (and had my "you're not cool any more" demons silenced by some young random girl walking past and saying "I really like your earings")
And some food.
And some ice cream.
And some queue jumpers GRRRR!
And not much in the way of rain or queues (so why those people jumped the queue I have no idea) so it was fun.
God being a parent is so hard. 
Mind you, QM would say it is hard being a Godmother as she is the kind soul that drove us there.
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