In the area around my mother-in-law's house, these are the options for entertaining a toddler: the Final Weekend Sale at Borders, the Mall (which has the word "fair" in it, a slap-in-the-face homage to the fairgrounds that once stood where Sears now does) and...that's about it.
We took Baby Boy to run laps at the mall on Saturday until we came across the carousel. It took some convincing, but finally he decided it was the better option that skipping around Auntie Annie's Pretzels yet again.
After a whole half and hour of circular fun, he had to drag him off. I realized quickly he had soaked through his pull-up and peed all over the prancing white mare with purple flowers in her mane. (Pan to DH, "Are you SURE you don't want the black horse with the sword?").
I guess that gives a new meaning to "ridden hard and put away wet."