There was a festival on the beach this weekend. With it came the Ferris wheel.
Carmella watched with fascination as it was assembled throughout the week.
And then she waited so patiently for it to turn on so she could have a ride.
I hate heights. I hate the Ferris wheel. But she was so excited I was praying and gearing up to go with her all week.
Finally Saturday morning it was spinning.
When we got there it turned out to be $150 for our family to take a 2 minute ride (yes, Brianna timed it) on the Ferris wheel. So Allen ended up just taking the youngers who could ride for $5 instead of having to pay the $15 entry fee and the $5 Ferris wheel fee. As scared as I was to ride the thing, I was so disappointed to miss out on Carmella's experience. But she thought it was delightful.