We took Momo to the big regional amusement park last weekend, which is a bit of a luxury for us, as we’ve been busy or away so many weekends and have been seriously derelict in our duty to provide Wholesome Childhood Memories. And we discovered two things:

1. Momo is an adrenaline fiend and immediately imprinted on the tallest, fastest, most spinningest rides available with absolutely zero fear, and
2. Apparently, I can’t handle amusement park rides any more.

Kev doesn’t do rides at all, so I was SO EXCITED to homegrow my own little buddy to share rides with, but irony of ironies, I’m probably going to chalk this up to another stupid thing pregnancy did to my body. Almost five years later, man, and I’m still discovering things.