Why do I love the fair so? It's dirty and expensive. Those two adjectives should never go together (they do quite often, but shouldn't). I just love the smell of cotton candy, fresh vegetables and corndogs. I know I'm one of the few adults that actually likes it. I'm trying to accept that. I need a 12 step program.
Wild Man has been to the fair every year thus far. I'm trying very hard to make sure he understands what it's all about, and no I don't mean the expensive rides and cheap prizes. Last year we went to the cattle show. The year before he saw the horse show and every year we tour the canning, vegetable and sewing entries. Tonight we plan on taking him to see the motorcycle racing. He's become interested in the X games, Suge seems to have ESPN on 24/7, they'll watch any sport put in front of them. Last weekend we watched skateboarding (Wild Man calls them scooters), motorcross and bike flipping (?). He was loving it! What am I going to do with these two?
Included this pic of Wild Man from a year ago, just couldn't resist. It's about to be apple season again!
Can't wait to sit on the dirty bleachers and eat my $15.00 corndog. See you there...
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