Mollie has guts. She's the little daredevil of the family and will try just about anything (well, except most foods ... sigh). So it was no surprise that, though her brother yet again was too scared to try the carousel at Rivertown, she was game to give it a go.
Oma was the lucky one to get to ride with her. First, Mollie got strapped to the frog.
Oma was the lucky one to get to ride with her. First, Mollie got strapped to the frog.
Then they posed for a smile before the ride began.
She started out okay, though she wouldn't hold onto the brass pole for support so my mom had to hold her up.
Then it all shifted to fear ...
Mom took it in stride while Mollie held on for dear life.
At least she wasn't screaming or crying.
Just terrified silence and desperate attempts to separate herself from the frog.
Eventually Mom was able to free her and they rode around the last couple times together.
When asked if she wanted to ride it again, Mollie shook her head vigorously. Guess no one will be riding that for a while. Oh well.
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