Showing posts with label carnival. Show all posts
Showing posts with label carnival. Show all posts

Saturday, March 31, 2012

Tea Cup ,Toiling and Family Fun

Dear Hurricane Hamza,

A carnival in Cape Town? Yes, but not some silly parade with dancers and music, an old school traditional one with rides, games and candyfloss.

It was the first of its kind in many years and we owe our fun to your relatively unspontaneous dad for deciding to check this one out with us. To our surprise, this amusement fair was absolutely dead.
Besides it lacking the usual carnival ambience that comes with crowds, strange food smells and screaming kids, our little family had an absolute blast- with no queuing for rides.

First up you and I tried the baby tea cups, but you weren’t too sure initially. After a little run around the field and a stint on the jumping castle, you were good to go for a ride with dad on the bumper cars. In true Hamza fashion, a suffered a bump on your head in a bumper crash, which you shook off without a moan or tear. The real tears started flowing when the ride was over and you weren’t ready to get off.


The tears were soon remedied with a family ride in the baby tea cups again. We really shouldn’t have all been in the one cup, but with dad’s feet practically hanging out the ride and my knees pretty much under my chin, this cozy threesome had a blast!

The good old family fun day reminded me of when I was growing up.  Although we were still very much a Tv generation, there were at least other options as well.  These days as parents we seem to have to choose between  plonking you in front of the T.V or taking you to some kind of indoor play centre where as a parent you are expected to sit and drink coffee, while the kids ‘play’.

Today was great because we all had a good time, together, with the same entertainment.

This carnival won’t be a monthly thing, or even an annual thing, but I hope that as you grow, people will continue to develop fun ways for families to connect and enjoy each other in an affordable way- that doesn’t involve a flashing screen.

Love Mom xx