At the Fair

Even as an adult, I still think the fair is every bit as magical and exciting as I did as a kid! Ok, so maybe it's a little dirtier than I once realized (side note: that moment when your children are licking cotton candy off of their fingers and you realize they haven't washed their hands after many rides and petting cows definitely questions your abilities as a mother. Oops. And gross.!) but still just as fun! (Side note 2: holy cow on prices of fair food! That corn dog, fries and lemonade rivals the price of a fancy dinner. Like Ruth's Chris fancy. Geez!) 

We were shocked at how brave Porter was with rides! He rode his first roller coaster. Twice! He rode the tilt a whirl (want to see how old you really are? Ride that thing!) and asked to ride again immediately! He was giddy! Savannah wasn't as big on the rides, but loved the shows. And the baby calves! Oh those baby calves. They were only hours old. (Side note 3: watch out mama cows, those babies will be 1 before you can blink! I speak from experience!) Sullivan did really well and loved looking around. He is such a curious little thing. If I had let him down to crawl around and put every last thing in his mouth, he would have been nothing shy of elated! He did get to try cotton candy. He wasn't a fan! Don't worry, we ate his. 

Until next year fair! You cost way too much, but we still love you!