Six Flags, Five years later

The last time I visited Six flags, I was pregnant with Ryan. The electricity had gone out at the park, causing everyone to exit at the same time. We were stranded in the parking lot for hours. I was afraid that I was going to go into labor right then and there, but luckily held off for 6 days until Ryan was delivered. He was actually born in a hospital which overlooked the amusement park.

Fast forward 5 years. Ryan was so happy to meet the height requirements, and was able to ride the "big kid" rides with Jordan and Kylie. He laughed and giggled his way through the day as he rode roller coasters and spinning rides. I can't believe that five years have gone by already. Just how do you measure time? Ryan measured it in inches on a height chart. But I measure it in memories, and for one day, my memories made time stand still.