The low point, was having to stand in line to get through security and then purchase our ticket. We probably waited in line for 45 minutes -- long enough for both kids to complain that they were starving and didn't think they were going to make it without any food, and long enough to see a little boy further up the line pee on a tree because there weren't any restrooms available.
Evie was rockin' it in her eccentric ensemble. She looks like a 70-year old woman who has forgotten what it means to have "fashion sense" and I absolutely adore it! She's so perfect!
What you can't see in this picture (and what we would not discover for another hour or so) is the fact that George had peed through his diaper and was sopping wet. He also refused to nap all day. What fun for all of us.
Once we got into the fair, we had to wait in line again just to buy tickets so that we could purchase food for the kids. Luke ate two foot-long hotdogs, and a foot long corny dog during the span of the afternoon. That's a lot of processed meat. Yuck. I ate a corny dog -- heaven. Evie barely ate anything, but managed to eat some cheese, a bite of sausage, 4 crackers, and lots of cotton candy. Rosie had sausage, saltwater taffy, and a caramel apple (the last two were firsts for her). Everything was delicious and fattening. I loved it!
We started out by riding on the Ferris Wheel. Here is Luke looking up. He was pretty scared, but was fine by the end of the ride.
We enjoyed riding around the Ferris Wheel for the whopping price of $6 per person. And that is when we discovered that George had leaked through his diaper. It was a damp ride for the lap George sat on.
The kids got to participate in this cute little project called Little Hands on the Farm. They get an apron and a basket and some feed. They have to feed animals, plant seeds, milk cows, and gather the products of their labor.
At the end of the different activities, they can sell their products and they get a fake dollar bill. They can then use the dollar bill to "purchase" something at the market.
I emphasized, "just one item." Luke picked out a big box of fruit snacks that was on display and headed toward the "checkout." I had to stop him and tell him that he only got to pick one of the little packages. I think he'll make quite an economist.
(I'm not sure what's going on with Luke's mouth in this picture, but I swear it looks like he was struck by the Joker from the 1989 Batman movie.)
Here they are paying for their goods.
Here we are waiting for Chuck to purchase more food for us. The kids appeared to be doing some sort of interpretive dance. I'm not really sure what was going on, but I took pictures.
Eating more food.
It was an amazing weekend and we had a fantastic time!
Oh, and here's a bonus pic that I couldn't resist. Yes, those are tattoos on his legs and yes, they look like trucker mud flaps. Sexy, right?