
Over the weekend I rode the Skyscraper. Ava rode it for the first time the day before me. The way I look at it is if my 9 year old daughter can do this so can I. She's a rider, but I was still fearful that the ride would scare her.
She got on the ride and I thought she might cry (not that she ever has on a ride) and I can hear her laughing and giggling. The next day she decided that I needed to ride the Skyscraper with her, so I did. They strapped us in. I let Ava know that she's crazy and it was amazing.
Just another one of the amazing ways this kids have made me conquer my fears and be brave for myself. Are you brave? Who makes you brave? I never would have thought that two tiny people would make me so much stronger, but they do.
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