"I wanna go on the big one with all the screaming people," says Harley, bouncing up and down.

Harley attempts to sound out this name, with mixed success.

Elspeth pronounces it for him. "It's the name of a monster from an old Greek myth," she then adds in sign language, as there are a lot of people talking around here and it's kind of loud.

"Cool," says Harley.

The line isn't that long. They get seats, Harley gets a booster thing and the restraints adjusted for five-year-old size, and they're off like a rocket and around the first loop.

Harley giggles the whole way.

"I thought you'd like that," says Elspeth, when they get out of the coaster.

In between numbers three and four, Harley spots a little cart selling cotton candy and demands some.

Elspeth laughs and buys him a puff of cotton candy. She has a few bites herself, enough to get it down to remotely reasonable size for one little boy.

"You're getting stickiness on me," Elspeth points out.

"Yep!"

"I didn't want it on me and now it's there anyway."

"You can fix it," he says.

"We're out in public," she points out. "I can only fix it if no one's looking."

"Oh," he says. "Then I guess you'll just be sticky."

"Nope," says Elspeth. "Now we're going to wait here by this tree until no one's looking, and after that, we can go back into the denser part of the crowd to the next roller coaster."

"Okay," shrugs Harley. "Will you fix my sticky too so I can hug you some more?"

He hugs her some more, un-stickily.

And now it is Next Roller Coaster time!

Wheeeeeee!

And Roller Coaster After That time?

Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

And Last Roller Coaster Yet Untried time?

"That one was a little much, huh?" sighs Elspeth, scooping him up and ushering him into the nearest restroom.

He nods sadly.

There is nobody in the restroom. A square has them all cleaned up in a jiffy, and she offers him some water.

"I love you too, Harley."

Hugs.

Hugs. Picking up and departing the restroom. "Now we have been on all the big roller coasters," she says.

"Yep," says Harley. "I wanna go on a little one. But I don't wanna throw up again."

"Well, let's give your tummy some time to settle and then we'll find a little one to try."

"Okay," he says, hugging her contentedly.

Hugs. Wandering around parts of the park that are not roller coasters for a while.

Hugs and wandering!

"How are you feeling now?"

"Better," he decides.

"Okay then." They find a relatively tame roller coaster themed around ladybugs. It is not big enough to accommodate adults; Harley gets his own ladybug and Elspeth stays behind.

The ladybugs are adorable. Harley is enchanted.

"What do you want to do next?" Elspeth asks when he's emerged from the ride.

"I wanna go on another cute rollercoaster!"

Elspeth has already memorized the map. There are three more cute little-kid roller coasters, themed respectively around dragons, space, and flowers. Harley may ride them all.

He loves them all! The flowers one is his favourite. He rides it five times in a row.

Elspeth waits patiently for him, laughing.

He runs out of the exit after the fifth time, hugs her enthusiastically, and declares, "I'm hungry!"

"Okay, we can go find some lunch for you." She rattles off the choices from the memorized map. "And after you eat, no roller coasters for a bit, we don't want you throwing up again."

There they go and there they lunch. Well, he lunches. She gets an order of fries so she doesn't stand out as conspicuously not eating.

Harley lunches, and then he crawls into her lap and leans on her snugglishly.

Hugs. They can hang out in the restaurant while he digests.

He might doze off a tiny bit while he's waiting.

That is okay too. Pet pet.

Sleepysnuggle.

After a thirty minute doze, Elspeth says, "Do you want to go find some more rides to try, Harley?"

"Yeah!"

Harley partakes of all of them with immense delight.

Eventually, though, Harley wraps his hands around her arm and dangles from it, declaring himself "tiiiiiiiiiiiiiired".

She scoops him up and cradles him. "Time to go home, then. Happy birthday, Harley."

"I love you, Elsie," he hums.

Where he curls up and happily goes to sleep.