Can I just start by telling you that Fair day just might be as awesome as Christmas in my eyes. I love everything about The Fair, except the ridiculous cost of EVERYTHING there. I didn't grow up coming to The Fair because apparently my parents didn't love me. My first experience was shortly after #2 was born and we went with our well seasoned friends. We have been every year since and I crave it almost as much as my coffee. Our fair day usually goes a little something like this...
Get there around lunch and make a bee line for the Fletcher's corny dog stand. Scarf it down like it's my last meal.
Go through the petting zoo and smell like a camel when we come out.
Go across the street to the Little Hands on the Farm exhibit.
Get the kids aprons, get corn, water peach trees, feed the chickens, get an egg, plant a seed, milk a pretend cow, gather wool, drive a tractor, get some pretend $ for all the stuff we gathered and buy a bag of chips.
All that while the hubby's check out the car show.
Then we have to make a tough decision on whether or not we are ready for some more fried goodness, or catch the dog or bird show.
We chose both this year, but missed the pig races. Darn it.
Definitely time for some grease. Oh the many choices. Fried Latte, Fried Frito Pie, Fried Beer, Fried Butter, Fried Bubblegum, Chicken Fried Bacon, Fried Peaches & Cream, Fried Guacamole. Decisions, decisions. I'm going to be real honest and just tell you that I have, in fact, tried almost all of the above. Bring on the heart disease.
Probably time for some rides to make sure that our stomachs are completely torn apart.
Maybe I'll go for a roasted corn and a beer now. Beer tastes so good at The Fair.
It's about time for the light show and the kids are officially driving us bananas. Why do we bring them again?
The gang unit shows up, so it's probably time to jet.
Not until we see the parade.
Home by 9 and we all bathe in sanitizer.
Can't wait to go again next year.