It’s been a long six weeks here. I’ve been trying to push through all the emotions of the last month and a half, plus I’m still tired and run-down from being sick and grieving. It’s been good to be cocooned at home, but we needed to get out and get some fresh air and fun. So, yesterday my mom and I took the kids to the local valley fair.
We arrived just after opening on the first day, so we practically had the place to ourselves. I went to this fair when I was growing up and things have definitely changed, although the spirit of fun and junk food is still the same. The kids had their pick of the rides, and James had finally reached a very important milestone — tall enough to go on all of the kiddie rides!
He took it very seriously, where Annie did…not:
Annabel even went on a fast spinning ride with my mom, which filled James with angst (he wasn’t tall enough), but made me proud. She’s getting brave!
When we weren’t on rides, we played games:
And went through fun house mirror mazes that ended in two-story slides:
Of course, it’s not a fair without eating junk food. James was upset to discover I’d bought him a chocolate dipped cone. Apparently the presence of a delicious chocolate shell was upsetting to him? I don’t know where he came from.
Don’t worry, he got over it…although clearly we have trust issues now.
He paid me back by eating his churro like some kind of monster:
IT’S NOT CORN, JAMES!
After all that sugar, the kids needed to burn off some energy. Since the fair still hadn’t gotten crowded, the kids took advantage of all the open space.
We came home sticky and dusty and happy. It was exactly what we needed.