Where Do I Begin?

Wow...where do I begin? We've been so busy lately and I haven't had one free second to post an update. Now I have all these pictures and events to blog about and can't decide which one to talk about first. Ok, here goes.....

We headed out to the fair a couple weekends ago for some fun and deep fried deliciousness. I love the fair, mostly for the food. Granted, I usually leave the fair feeling like I've just eaten a pot of grease, but boy, is that "pot of grease" ever good. I was on the hunt for deep fried Oreos, but alas, this fair had none. So, french fries had to suffice. Can you believe that's all I ate? I even passed on the funnel cake....only because we were going to Macaroni Grill for dinner and I really wanted a piece of their chocolate cake. Otherwise, the funnel cake would have been mine. Anyway, we had a great time.

Jacob's favorite part of the fair was seeing and petting the animals. He especially liked the baby chicks. I knew he would. Out of all his little farm animals that he plays with, he likes his baby chicks the best. He was so excited to see real baby chicks and he even got to hold one in his hand. Very fun. Unfortunately, I hadn't charged my camera battery before we left, so I don't have any pictures.

He fed the animals in the petting zoo and I was a little grossed out. He fed goats, ponies, and camels. Those animals don't just eat the food out of your hands, they slobber all over you. Yuck. The petting zoo also had animals we were not allowed to feed (or pet for that matter) -- a baby tiger, panther, lion, and several monkeys.

Jacob rode a couple rides -- a caterpillar roller coaster and a circus train. He'll be quick to tell you that he had fun on the caterpillar, but he bumped his head on it somehow. While on the rides, for the most part, he sat there emotionless, as usual. I was able to get a few smiles out of him...just not on camera. As we stood in line for him to ride the train, he sang "Choo-Choo Boogie," a song from Mickey Mouse Clubhouse. He's so funny. When the train ride ended, I had to walk over and pull him out of his seat. He loved it and was determined to ride a second time.

I used to ride fair rides. Not anymore. It's not that I am afraid of them. I just don't want to throw up. I look at some of these crazy rides and think, "I can't believe I actually got on something like that. What was I thinking?" I remember, years ago, my best friend and I waiting in this extremely long line to ride "The Wipeout." We should have known better than to ride that thing. The reason it took so long to get on was because people kept getting sick and it had to be hosed down and dried off (and I hope, sprayed heavilly with clorox) each time the ride was over. How disgusting is that?

Anyone remember this one? The Gravitron. It isn't called The Gravitron anymore, but it's the same ride. You know the one -- it spins you around so fast that your body sticks to the wall and your cheeks are stretched back so far that they touch your ears. Yeah. My days of riding The Gravitron are definitely over. Sounds fun, huh Jacob?

One of the funniest things we saw at the fair was a pig race. I had never seen a pig race before, so I had no idea what to expect. The first group of pigs came out running pretty fast. The announcer kept saying, "If you think these pigs are fast, just wait until you see the third group." The second group of pigs came out and they were a little faster. Again, the announcer warned us that we hadn't seen anything yet. As the third group of pigs was about to be let out, we were told to make sure all small children were behind the ropes because these pigs were going to tear through there like nothing we had ever seen. The joke was on us.

These pigs were so fat, they could barely move. It took them FOREVER to even get down one side of the track, much less around the whole thing.

Annabelle hung out in the stroller most of the afternoon and did a lot of people watching. The fair is always a great place for people watching. :) She begged us for a corn dog, but happily settled for Cheerios.