Fair = Start of Fall

Every year for as long as I can remember, the fair has been that marker where summer is coming to a close and fall is beginning. Thankfully, I don't have terrible allergies, so I actually look forward to going to the fair. We sample all the deep fried food along the way, go visit the animals, and of course take pictures in the photo booth. My fair goals have definitely changed since high school when the main objective was to a) look for cute boys (not that I was ever brave enough to talk to one) b) avoid the scary gangster girl who HATED me because our sisters fought in 7th grade and c) ride the scariest rides possible and pray the carnies didn't OD while I was on them.

This year, with the 100+ degree temperatures, I had already decided that I would NOT be visiting the fair unless there was a dramatic change in the weather. Thankfully, the last couple days of the fair were beautiful and we took advantage of the nice weather. We just so happened to go on the day of Aubrey's meltdown. Thanks to a good nap and some excitement, our girl was happy as can be...until it was time for booth pictures. Poor girl was so excited to get in the booth that as she was running toward it, she tripped and fell, bumping her check on the side of the booth. :( We made a mini-ice pack out of an ice cube and wet wipe and got some funny pictures- a pout, a couple scowls and one cute little grin.

Overall, we had a great time. Some of her highlights were pretending to go "roping" like uncle Jed and riding the elephant again this year. She also enjoyed all of the animals-- with the exception of the cow. Somehow her obsession with the cow has turned into a fear...because you know, cows pee and no other animals do. ;) Oh, my random kid. We enjoyed spending time with Justin's family, especially since the crippling flu bug hit Alisha hard the next day. I don't think I've seen her since the fair. And though we didn't visit any of the rides I used to enjoy, while we were letting Aubrey ride two rides in kiddie land, I made a couple of observations: there was no need to look at cute boys- I already have the cutest one I know, the carnies still look like they could OD at any moment, and all the scary gangsta girls are still scary, just grown up, and now they're in kiddie land with their kids too. Ahhh, the Great Kern County Fair, some things never change. ;)

6 years of the Great Kern County Fair