We had a great time at the fair on Saturday. It was a free fair, with a free circus, and we even parked across the street for free parking. Chris is not a huge fan of the fair scene but we all had a great time. The swords the boys 'won' for picking a duck out of a pool were definitely not free but they were totally worth it.
Going to a fair on a cloudy day totally reminded me of going to the Oregon State Fair as a kid. I loved going with my family and coming home with some item that my Dad won for me. I remember tolerating an hour of walking through cows, bunnies and shammy cloth booths so that I could go on rides. I remember going on the SuperLoop with my mom and watching her get scared for the first time in my life. I remember my Dad buying a bag of cotton candy and getting like one bite because we had to split it among all 7 members of my family.
This trip my fond memories were... smelling something new each time I took a breath, watching the funniest little clown act I have ever seen (a trained dog dressed like an elephant stuffed animal who played dead for a long time - I thought it was a robot), watching my boys walk proudly down the midway with their swords and sheaths attached to their belt loops, Alex climbing to the top of the big slide by himself carrying his potato sack, helping Aaron go potty in a porta-potty and explain to him that "no we can't flush this one".
