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Parks (amusement and plain)

The summer of 2003 is turning out to be all about rides. Sometimes, when special relatives are in town, this means full-on bouncy boingy springy whirly fun in a tickets-and-wristbands environment. Other times it just means going to check out the swings and slides. In both cases, one word sums up the whole experience: Whee!



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Centreville. Grandma has no idea what she is in for.

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This happened twice but only cost one ticket.
Apparently two-year-olds are good at charming the ride staff.
Also: Grandma Dawson has a stomach of steel.

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Fiyoooo twuck.

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Grandpa Ernie is not visible in this shot, but he is there, all right.
Without his steady hand, the nag would surely have bolted for the hayloft.

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Back at the plain old neighbourhood park,
a moment of quiet contemplation: head-first or feet-first?

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Hee!

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Slide-top fun, Daddy edition.

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Slide-top fun, Mummy edition.

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At Jane's house the hose is so much fun that it might as well be a ride.

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With Grandpa Gordon in the garden.
Hey! That almost rhymes!