tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1416135190574502814.post8805396791800132879..comments2008-11-05T12:27:19.783-08:00Kim Honghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11195652169534127004noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1416135190574502814.post-77332795143711419322008-11-05T12:04:00.000-08:002008-11-05T12:04:00.000-08:00haaa six flag ,knott scary farm,good memories....Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1416135190574502814.post-56902956377845776062008-10-26T18:48:08.297-07:002008-10-26T18:48:08.297-07:00Thanks for your comment. I'm glad you could relate - I'm totally on the same page with you regarding the "free labor" observation. I used to joke about it growing up, but it's so true. Gotta love our parents :)<BR/><BR/>Ahhh permission slips! My mother actually gave me permission to sign on her behalf, except when it came to watching the sex ed video of a woman giving birth. That was an absolute no-no.Kim Honghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11195652169534127004noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1416135190574502814.post-60691415518059896932008-10-26T18:32:00.000-07:002008-10-26T18:32:00.000-07:00Oh, I can totally relate to you about being the eldest. I'm the eldest of 6 and after the last ones were born, my parents felt that it was imperative to open up a restaurant because they could use all the kids as free labor. <BR/><BR/>My only escape was school field trips too and I LOVED it!! It was my window to the world but it wasn't easy having them sign my permission slip!<BR/><BR/>So glad six flags is a special place for you as it is for me. It's the one place I can be a kid again. Good memories.white on rice couplehttp://whiteonricecouple.comnoreply@blogger.com