The Fair - Part I: The One Where Mommy Doesn't Have to Ride the Ferris Wheel

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This is the week of Dogwood Festival. So down to the fair we went tonight to eat, drink and be merry. And lots of eating there was. Drinking was fair too, but of water and lemonade, and there was lots of merry. Until we had to leave.

The first thing we did was head for the food trailers...since the lines for the tickets were the longest things around! We grabbed us some good fair food, grabbed a seat and had us a great dinner in the park. Then we told Leda we had to go buy tickets to ride the rides. She announced she wanted to ride the swing set! Well, awesome...that's free!

So Leda got to ride on the swings for awhile, and then she decided she wanted to go on the Ferris wheel. So to one of the long lines to buy tickets we went and then Daddy and Leda got to ride the Ferris wheel. Without Mommy. Mommy felt pretty awesome about that. As long as she didn't think about her child so high up in a swinging tub. Oh, and yes, the bucket that Brock and Leda were in got stuck at the top while they were unloading the ride.

Dogwood 2008

Leda loved it. On to ride the little buggy ride and then a trip to the porta-potty...her first! Daddy was nice enough to take her. She apparently announced to him while they were inside, "Daddy, this is disgusting!" There were games played and really cheap stuffed animals won (for ridiculous amounts of money, but hey, it's a fair, it's required!) and then there was the funnel cake.

Dogwood 2008

Leda's Daddy can eat a whole one on his own. Leda and Leda's Mommy can barely eat a half of one. So about 3/4 of a funnel cake was wasted - apparently because it's no good once it cools off. We then headed home, at which time Leda told me that she wasn't going anywhere, she was staying at the fair! Oh, and yes, there was crying. And a little screaming, but some of those rides are pretty loud so no one really heard it!

As we were pulling out of our parking spot Leda announced, "I miss the fair!" And announced it three or four more times on the short ride home. We were telling her that we are going again tomorrow night with Danny and the Flogauses, but she wasn't having none of it. And there was crying and sassing, so there were no books read for bed, which produced more crying. Oh, what a lovely night at the fair!

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