There is just something about a county fair that seems to be the same no matter where you live. The low mooing of the cows, the announcer telling what local group is on the stage next and the rows of entries of valiant farmers trying to win first prize. We actually haven't attended the last few years. Crowds, gravel paths and wheelchairs do not always mix. I thought I would gather my courage and take Thayne and Lydia for a few hours while Maliea was working.
One of Lydia's favorite past memories of the fair is when a horse thought her hair was hay and tried to eat it. So this year she thought she would brave going to visit them again. There is always a row of beautiful Clydesdale horses on display. We found one that was a bit smaller so they could reach.
Hello there pretty Rooster! There were definitely some lovely varieties of chickens. I almost considered purchasing the one that had purple plumage. Charles County fair had an outbreak of pigs transmitting a variety of flu last week, so we did not go visit our swine here just in case.
We went hunting for our friend's entries in all the various buildings. Some won place ribbons and everyone had a participation ribbon. Lydia loves all peppers so we had to check out the different kinds. She would love to grow banana peppers next year.
One of my least favorite thing is crowds. In the past here we have never gone to the amusement rides. I just can't justify paying $4 & $5 per ride. Today however all rides were just one ticket for students until 5:00. Thayne had seen the Round Up ride on a movie and wanted to try it. We stood in line for 40 minutes. Then just when we were going to embark, the ride shut down because the breaking system was having trouble. So we headed to the other side and he went into the Fun House instead.
Lydia can not ride most things of course but we found some kiddie rides that they both agreed on. A memory from this fair will be the epic fall out of the little jalopy cars. Thayne was trying to assist Lydia and a misstep, a tumble, and both were on the ground. They were laughing and the carnie was saying "She didn't hit her head"over and over. I was literally just two feet away on the other side.
It was worth the crowds. They are getting oh so much older and there probably is not many more years of them enjoying hanging out with mom as much. There really isn't a whole lot of fair food that is worth eating here. I wasn't going to pay $8 for a large thing of french fries. So we got some kettle corn and happily munched our way back to the car after a morning well spent together.
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