Amusement parks just wouldn’t be amusing without all the warnings that we ignore.
—Dennis G. Jerz
—Cruel Amusement Park Instructions (Jerz’s Online Reading Room)
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*bows to take in applause*
Yes, I used to be quite the ball-pit connoiseur. I loved throwing the balls at my sister and younger brothers. Oops, guess I wasn’t so great at reading signs that say not to throw balls when I was only 3 years old. Haha.
Amanda, the sad truth is that in my current house and the one we left in Wisconsin, we didn’t get PBS well enough to watch the show, so my kids are growing up without Mr. Rodgers. It really is such a peaceful show… just the thing to watch before a nap.
Ricky Raccoon was what set off Idewild for me. Gosh, I love that park. Too bad you didn’t get any pics of Mr. Rodger’s Neighborhood.
You’re definitely an expert at ball-pitting if you can identify the park that easily!
I used to be a ball-pit maniac when I was short enough/ Looks like Idewild to me… Latrobe, anyone?
Classic. Is it just me or is that kid in the yellow shirt about to konk the kid in the white shirt with a bean ball?