Our Day at Silverwood

The other day we left Myah with my mom and headed to Silverwood theme park for the day. On the way there Clay said, "Now, I don't want you to be disappointed if I don't ride every ride....". I assured him I wouldn't bother him too much since several of our friends were there the same day.
When we arrived at Silverwood, I had the impression Clay was "stalling" because he wanted to get a burger, then walk around the entire park, then eat again, etc. Finally, I started riding some rides with our nieces and their friends. When Clay DID work up enough nerve to go on a roller coaster, it scared him so bad that he continued to "stall" most of the day.
Then, my pastor's wife, Stephanie, and I decided to leave Clay with the kids and go on a roller coaster together. As we were standing in line, we were talking about how awful it is when you laugh at inappropriate times (ie: someone is hurt and you should be compassionate but you laugh at them instead!!).
Right after we got off the ride, Clay said, "Ok, I'll go on the Ferris Wheel with you." That's right, my tough guy husband who does boxing and ju-jitsu will go on the "ferris wheel" (which is pretty much a kiddie ride in my book)! But I went with him. As we got on the ride, they started circling us up to the top. Clay started shaking because he was terrified! If I would move an inch, he would bark at me not to rock the seat. At this point, I could no longer control myself...I just started laughing at him. Then I remembered my conversation with Stephanie and I was thinking, "I should totally be supportive & understanding of him". But all I could do was laugh....uncontrollably. I was crying I was laughing so hard. And the more Clay freaked out the more I laughed.
The moral of the story? I don't know...."get tough & be brave" or "don't mock your husband". Both are pretty much fitting in this story.