Note the “Theeeee” at the beginning of most everything in Columbus, maybe all of Ohio. It’s not the it’s theeee.
The Fair is almost a national holiday at my house, although with my kids getting older, not as much this year. Molly usually has a count down going about 2 weeks prior to the it’s arrival. Every year we go the Fair, early in the morning until late at night. We spend too much money on wristbands and admission. We pack a lot of food and drinks that mostly don’t get eaten. My kids ride rides the whole day.
I don’t.
I follow them around trying to find an inch of shade to stand in, watching all the different people walk by.
And yell things like, “Hey did you plan that?” Not really.
I complain about not spending time looking at he “fair” side of the fair and not just the midway. They appease me by quickly walking through the Fine Arts Building
(And look what I saw!!!)
and The Ag building-mostly because they have to use the bathroom. I think they have looked at the animals a couple of times over the years. This year Jake and I walked off so I cold take some photos and look at a few real fair attractions.
The sun started to finally go down,
we loaded crabby, overtired kids and most of our food back in the van for a car ride home of screaming, yelling and crying of the volume 10 type. Add to it blaring music from the boys up front so THEY didn’t have to listen to all that, “whining and carrying on ” in the back. So I sat stoically in between two sets of guttural cries of, “We didn’t get to ride the …” and “Take me back, I want to play that game.” After throwing them separately into the shower and into bed, I too fell into a deep needed sleep.
Today we are moving slowly-although I have much to do. They are reminiscing this years day at the fair as if it were one of the best so far..ugh! Glad it is a happy memory for them and I am sure by next year I will once again forget the year before, as I do every year.
