We were lucky enough to inherit a set of tickets to Hershey Park a few weeks ago. I'd never been to Hershey and so we decided to lather on some sunscreen and head on out to the land of milk chocolate.
I was surprised by how many child friendly rides there were, and Caleb had a great time. Hershey Park also has a program where you can wait in line together as parents, and then one parent can ride while the other parent stays with the kids-- then you switch. That way you only have to wait in line once. It was pretty nice.
We also enjoyed the lazy river, which is totally worth the ticket price, which I don't know what it is, since we were given our tickets, but whatever the cost, the lazy river is worth it.
But enough about that. Here's the proof:
Riding a rocket ship. Grandpere gave us a book about Martians and since then, Caleb cannot stop talking about rocket ships. He was THRILLED to get to ride one.
Motorcycle. He did not want to get off this ride. It took a lot of convincing. And maybe, perhaps, an ice cream cone or two.
We realized that their swimming suits matched. It was even better because Pete's shirt was white and blue, while Caleb's was white and red. They totally coordinated.