While Joshy and Tina enjoyed the sea lion show - the rests of us found shade behind the bleachers. The hotter is got, the sweatier cubby bear got and the sweatier the cubby bear, the crazier the hair. Example A...
Example B.
About an hour in, Joshy's three year old legs were ready for a rest. Thank goodness we brought the big stroller. If nothing else, at least they have "what the crap" expression in common.
One of my favorite attractions is the Agcropolis and Joshy, Farmer for a Day. Step 1 - Plant and water the seeds...
Step 2 - Pick the fruits of your labor.
Step 3 - Super cow?
You make us smile Aunt B.
The camel ride was a shocker because every time we have had Joshy remotely close to any sort of animal, Santa Clause, dog...the usual result is screaming and running. This time he hopped right on. It was fun to see.
The most important thing of all to pass on - how to use the foot rejuvinator.
The best part of the night was sitting and eating our funnel cakes and cotton candy while Joshy played with his balloon sword and the Native American booth played songs on the wind pipe.
Ultimately the reason we all go is for the food. The one time a year that you feast on Indian Tacos, grilled corn, turkey legs, salt water taffy, root beer by the jug, and most importantly of all...cheesecake on a stick.
As the last hoorah of the night. Ross tried his hand at bull riding and fortunately stayed on long enough to beat his predecessor. The plastered boy who asked for all they had and was thrown from the bull in projectile fashion and then slithered out of the booth minus a shoe and a memory that would surely be flushed down the toilet with the rest of his wise decisions made that night.
1 comment:
Looks like you'll had a nice family day..And Krystina thought we wouldn't know her looking through that peep hole..Tell Ross
that he should put some glue on the seat of his pants if he is going to ride that thing.We enjoy the pictures and captions..Keep them coming.
Love to all,
Grandma & Pop
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