The thing to do when you have season passes and high heels that fit a tiny person is to make use of those season passes and high heels often. And we have.
I've done a pretty solid job of taking the girls to Kennywood for an evening here and there and then a weekend day scattered all about. We've managed to ride just about everything at some point, but the things that we've ridden the most have been the things that require "A responsible person" to ride with Mila.
The most responsible person I know is Alexis. Alas.
Instead of riding The Phantom 500 times this summer, Alexis has ridden the Lil' Phantom 500 times. She has suffered through the Kangaroo, Paratrooper, Whip, Log Jammer, and all sorts of things over and over and over because Mila could go on.
And she has been completely happy about it every time. In fact, I offered Alexis a "big girls only" trip to Kennywood in the next few weeks and she declined the offer. She says she would rather ride with Mila than me. Which, OKAY!
It's pretty awesome.
The last time we took a dash through Kennywood, Alexis and I were discussing this very topic. She was talking about how she doesn't mind being her sister's +1 and I was telling her that she's awesome. That led to a conversation about karma and about how the universe will make it all work out for her in the end.
It was at that exact moment that a spectacle walked by. I choose to think we all have moments when we are a train wreck, and HOOBOY was one family's train wreck on display. There was a whole lot of yelling, including a kid around Alexis' age yelling, "Just shut the *ahem* up" at a person I assume was his mom. Except, you know, he didn't say "ahem." Ahem.
The probably mom retorted with "YOU shut the *ahem* up," and really, they just weren't having their best moment.
Alexis watched the whole thing with big eyes. After they passed by, she turned to me and said, "I think karma already took care of me by making you my mom."
I think I like that kid.