The Fair
Someday I will be done with late summer/early fall posts. Unfortunately, today is not that day. Ha. So while it seems forever ago now, we squeezed in one last summer-esque outing last month. Because the kids always love to visit the fair and have memories now of going every year. But also mostly because we had bought the Costco pack of tickets, forgot about them, then remembered them one week before the fair would be packed up and gone til next year.
So away we went. This time on a weekend day which meant CROWDED. Boo. But still fun.
Deep fried candy bar. Because seriously, what’s the fair without getting one of these? One shared between the four kids seemed to be just enough of the sweet gooey stuff.
Then on to the stinky earthy-smelling barn to visit the animals. Jonah loved.
How now, brown cow? (Yes, I’ve been waiting a long time to use that line.)
Then Phil bravely went in with three of our kids to the farm-to-table kids’ area. Lauren fell asleep in the stroller and I tried to not appear too eager when volunteering to stay back with her. Crowded spaces, kids running amok with mini-sized shopping carts, flight-risk small son, all converge into not my cup of tea. But I sent the camera in with him. 😉
It was totally their cup of tea, though.
Mikey and Allie were very determined to make rope because it meant you got to keep it after making it. So determined that they waited over an hour and a half for their turn.
To turn the wheel which spun the three strings into a rope.
While the rest of us waited on a hay bale in a makeshift covered wagon.
Her very own rope! Yee-haw!
And well, you can’t come to the fair with Phil Tsai and not get to do this.
And come so close to a prize by popping three out of five balloons.
And not get (yet another) stuffed animal (after Daddy paid an undisclosed amount of extra tickets).
Yup, her too.
And him, too.
Why he does this every year still escapes me.
It’s pretty safe to say they’d have not nearly as much fun at the fair if just Mom went.
And the remaining tickets (two shy but the nice carnival worker let them on anyway) were just enough for these two…
to come down…
the giant slide together with the exact same expression.
The giant turkey leg. It’s a Tsai family tradition.
The aftermath.
