Slice of Americana

I would say either at the end of winter or the beginning of spring, I read Charlotte's Web to the kids over several nights. Of course, they both loved the book, but Quinn was overly fascinated by the concept of the fair. She asked a million questions about it non-stop for several days, including all about the ferris wheel. Fortunately, or unfortunately depending on your point of view, we have a car dealership off the highway on the way to school that has a ferris wheel out front (don't ask me why) so I could even give a real life example. All of this fair talk culminated in the obvious "Mommy, can we go to a fair?"

Absentmindedly, I said "Sure."

"Now?"

"Sorry, sweetie but fairs generally only take place at the end of summer right when school is starting up." And so there I left it, thinking she would forget about it over the next 6 months or so. And she didn't bring it up again until about two weeks ago.

"Mommy, summer is almost over and I am starting school soon."

"True."

"So it is time for the fair!!"

"Huh??"

"Remember, you said when summer was over and school was going to start that fairs happened. And you promised to take me on a ferris wheel. Remember???"

Well crap. I did didn't I? A promise is a promise so my search for a fair began. The nearest fair had happened the week earlier and so we had a slightly further drive to get out to the Wilson County Fair which is also slightly more rural, if you get my gist.

So here are some scenes from last nights escapade at the Wilson County Fair.

We toured all of the livestock (cows, bulls, and sheep) and watched some of the barrel racing.

The kids bled us dry riding overly expensive rides, but amazingly did them all by themselves because Raif and I weren't going to pay $3 to ride in that little car with them.

View from atop the Ferris Wheel.

And well, you can't go to fair and not go see the Demolition Derby, can you?? That is 30 minutes of my life I will never get back.


Here is my social commentary of the day. Want to know why we have an obesity problem in this country? Because people eat crap like this... Deep fried Twinkies and Snickers?? Chocolate covered bacon on a stick?? My arteries clogged up just looking at the signs.

And while this was probably not what I would have chosen to do with my Friday night the kids had a blast. On the way home Quinn told me that she wanted to go back next year and well since we know she won't forget I guess we will be heading to the Wilson County Fair next year.