Loaded the kiddos in the station wagon yesterday and headed off to Six Flags New England. Here's the obligatory photo essay.
Our first shop was Thomasland, as Dan-El's current obsession is Thomas the Tank Engine. He was quite thrilled to go for a train ride. It was quite the thrill, let me tell you.
Next, Jak-El went for a ride on Harold the Helicopter. Dan-El didn't meet the height requirements, so he went off with Dad to meet Sir Toppam Hat. If you haven't spent much time around toddlers in the past 10 years, you have no idea what a big deal that is. Note that Jak-El has pretty ladies in the back as passengers. He's such a player.
While the husband waited in line to buy lunch (mmmm....a lukewarm $6.50 slice of pizza!), I walked over to Wiggles World with the kids to meet Wags the Dog (again, if you don't have kids, just play along). Dan-El (age 1 1/2) was really into it, waving to him, shaking his paw and happily posing for pictures. Jak-El (age 4 1/2) got about 4 feet from Wags and ran away screaming. This pattern would repeat itself for the rest of the day with every character we came near, from Bugs Bunny to Batman.
The DC Superheroes area of the park was pretty much a ghost town, thanks to the Superman roller coaster being closed for the day. The park has a new "Legion of Doom" stage show, which a guard dressed in an Arkham Asylum uniform (he looked suspiciously like Matches Malone...) told us was just a "test show" for the park and only playing in June and July. Outside the "Legion" stadium though, you could do meet and greets with villians. We met Lex Luthor and the Cheetah (who had a vaguely British accent, who knew?). The husband alluded to Luthor that he suspected Lex was behind the Superman coaster's breakdown, while both villians seems to take too much of an interest in a little girl's Dorothy the Dinosaur keychain. Personally, I wouldn't have trusted them to hold anything so precious.
Luthor seems a little frighted of Dan-El. I wonder why...More photos to come tomorrow...
7 Comments:
Hmm. My hunch is that Lex is scared of your boy's plushy creature. I can't tell whether it's a Pooka, Babar the Elephant, or Mr. Puppy? Whoever it is has shaken Lex to his very core of diabolical, um, diabolicity. He's like a snake hypnotized by a mongoose. Either that, or a kid gakked up $50 worth of pizza on his Evil Villain Shoes a half hour ago and he's gunshy?
Looks like a most excellent day.
The plushy creature is named Puppy.
He's a puppy. Original, eh?
It's a pithy name--gets to the point...None of this Aloysius J. Jiggernam-Humbuckety, III folderol.
Don't you lick that Tank Engine! You don't know in which lead-lined Asian's hands that paint has been! Don't you dare lick that Tank Engine!
He...
he didn't lick the Tank Engine, did he?
-- Lamont "I read the news today, oy vey" Cranston
Lamont: How many times do we have to have this conversation? No one licks tank engines....except you.
Lamont licks tank engines!?
::edges away slowly::
(Great pics, though...the guy playing Lex really looked like he was getting a kick out of it.)
Mmmmmmmm....the Cheetah.
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