No summer is complete without a visit to a fair! We ended up at the neighboring county’s fair this year and met up with my sis-in-law and her three kids.
-My 11yo daughter getting overwhelmed by the heat, almost fainting and blacking out in the washroom, whereupon another mother took over the situation and called the medics and started taking my daughter away to sit down. Somehow in emergencies I always end up in the back trying to reach my kids…must improve on that. Anyway, she recovered, but not before a trip to the nurse’s station where I was given a ten minute lecture on what to feed my children. Sigh. I turned to the sane medic and asked him where the bad mom’s purgatory room was. That’s where I felt like the nurse was going to send me next.
-SuperBoy chose his one game as the throw the balls at the clowns and get a prize. He hit two and missed the third. He was duly dejected. Every other sibling and cousin won animals. The game guy said I could bring him back and he’d give me two games for the price of one. So I finally took SuperBoy back. He got too tense and missed them all. I guess it was a life lesson, but I hate life lessons.
Good times were had and the cows behinds were especially pretty this year. (Right? Isn’t it weird that we walk up and down buildings looking at animal rears? I could just stay home and do that.)