The Rollercoast

I had a second in a row dream that had a bit of reality in it.

Noel and I were at Cedar Point. We were walking towards the Maverick, past the Millenium when she said that she wouldn't go on a ride that had an over the shoulder bar. The Millenium was in the clouds and it looked awesome. Then, we were sitting in a section of it, having Little One's birthday party. His great-grandma got him iron skillets, which I didn't understand. Mamma got him a new type of stroller that had 2 seats on it, but we weren't going to put it together. Some girls that were sitting next to us wrote "Happy Birthday" on their magnadoodle to show to him. We had no place to store the presents but we put them in a big toy bin, like one I had grown up with (kind of looks like bins at waterparks where they store the lifejackets) and we paddlocked them.