My husband's family had a carnie wagon when he was younger. True story. And the man loves himself a fair.
As he is prone to do, hubby announced this morning that we were leaving in ten minutes. Our destination...the state fair.
We got C 20 tickets to use on rides of his choice.
These swings took 6 tickets!
And C chose to ride them twice.
I had heart palpitations both times.
Seriously. Look how high they are going! Can you see his little legs kicked straight up there on the outside?
He's the 3rd one down on the far left in this picture.
C really wanted an angry bird. Hubby tried his luck at a dart game. He had three shots and hit the star on the third try. C shot his dart right into the side of one of the giant stuffed toys.
Playing in a grain box.
They had brand new baby pigs and chicks, both of which C got to pet.
I didn't take any pictures of our fair food or the whining/tears (we had plenty of both). The tantrums I think I'll choose to forget...but, cheese fries? Mmm, I'll hold onto that one.
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