It'll be awhile before my kids will repress this one! We did something out of the ordinary yesterday and went to Casa Bonita http://www.casabonitadenver.com/ with my cousin and sister. I remarked to my sis as we stood in the cattle-like line that I don't understand why this place is so well known.
Then we sat down and I remembered how magical an underground restaurant with divers can be. Ruth barely touched her food and wanted to get up and go watch the show (which was pretty good).
We finished eating and started wandering around looking at different sections of the building. There was a cave the kids could walk through and I remembered how much Ruth enjoyed it a couple years ago. I insisted they go through it.
"But, I'm scared," Ruth said.
"There's nothing to be scared of," I scoffed.
They went in and I waited, then I started to get a little suspicious, so I went in after them. Sure enough, it was a cheesy haunted house. My son had his hands clapped over his ears and was crying. My daughter was whimpering. I walked them through it quickly, mentally kicking myself.
Of course they could talk about nothing else the rest of the time we were there. I totally ruined the night for them. I know it'll end up being one of those stories they'll pass onto their friends years from now.