Fair Time

The Fair has come to town again. I remember a time when I used to love going to the fair, but I can't really remember why.

The rides were always so terrible, and it costs an arm and a leg to get into the place, let alone eating something, enjoying the rides or playing any games.

I hadn't been in a few years, but last night we took our son to the fair for the first time. It still isn't the best time in the world - but it was nice to see him enjoy himself.

We started off with a little hot dog dinner before heading over to the 4-H building to see the various animals. Kasey enjoyed the cow the best. We went back to view the horses (which there didn't seem to be any) and actually found some elephants and a few camels instead. Kasey really enjoyed the elephants.

We stopped off for some fried bread dough, Erika and Kasey had some, and we got some cotton candy and candy apples for later.

It was nice to get out of the house and walk around a little. And I believe Kasey enjoyed himself, so it was worth it.

The problem is, the fair brings out the worst in people. I have to assume that most of these people don't actually wear the kind of outfits they wear to fairs during regular business days. Is there a sign at the front of the fair that won't allow people in unless they are wearing skin tight pants and a tank top?

I am sure now that we are having children that we will be going back year-after-year, but I wish they would get a few more attractions that sensible adults would enjoy. A man can only take so many cows. Even if they were kinda cute.