Wednesday, September 5, 2012

State Fair: Not sure why we went.

It started ok.

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They liked the food.

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And loved the sandbox!

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I won’t tell you every story from the day.  Here are some general observations from those around us.  Some people thought it was cute and others were pissed that the choo choo wagon just ran over their feet.  Some people took pictures while others were annoyed they had to wait to cross the intersection in front of us.  Most people thought we had quads and many others asked us the obvious, “two sets of twins?!?”  I pulled the wagon up the hill as people shouted comments about how we needed an engine or that we should go back to the animal barn and get a horse to pull us.  I chuckled through the sweat and refrained myself from chucking my unrequested lemonade back at Brett as he brought up the end eating a turkey to go sandwich.  This year we intentionally only brought 4 of the cabooses and I carried the bag on my back.  I wanted to avoid people asking if they could get a ride in the last caboose or if we were expecting again.  We never saw the fishes as planner.  We lasted almost 3 hours and returned home with 4 children.  On the walk back to the car Brett told me that I needed to have a more positive attitude.  By this point my lemonade was gone so I retorted that he needed to have better communication.  The end.

1 comment:

Tracy said...

The Fair isn't really fun for anyone. It's like New Year's Eve. You get all excited about it and the anticipation kills you waiting.... but in the end it pretty much sucked.

But, we missed this large sandbox. What?!