We took Max to ride the carousel this weekend. I couldn't decide if I wanted to let Billy take him so I could watch Max's face as he went round and round or if I wanted to be the one to ride with him. So we took turns. Bill took him first so I could snap a few shots and then we got back in line so I could ride with him. Poor guy probably got motion sickness just because I didn't want to miss out on either perspective of this experience with him. Actually, he warmed up to the whole thing the second time around. He squealed and kicked his legs everytime we passed Billy watching from behind the fence.