county fair

We went to the fair last night and boy did we have fun. I love seeing all those animals up close. My heart just aches for them. I just want to take them all home to save them from their eventual fates. Paul says I am too much of a softy and that farmers are used to the circle of life. My dream of having a farm somewhere will never come true, I don't have the heart for it. I also love seeing the teeny boppers who are in full summer romance mode, hands in back pockets, lovingly staring at each other as they share a corn dog, how sweet it is, if only for a week! On a related note, I have to say fair food (and Reds game food! love those nachos!) is my favorite food. I just love the fake, not-good-for-you, cheese-laden goodies that the fair offers. Where else can you get cheesecake on a stick, buckets of fries (an actual sign for this one!), and fried Twinkies? The crazy thing, I look forward to going and getting a treat every year, something I never eat, and for the second year in a row, I was so busy chasing the kids and making sure they got their treats that I never got myself anything! Talk about depressed! A pregnant woman should never be denied some good fair food. I guess it saved me some heartburn. All in all, the kids had a blast, Parker was loving the rides and Zoe was wanting to go on them all, even the crazy ones. I am still suspicious of rides that weren't in place a week ago that send my children hurling through the air with barely a seat belt. They each won a game and got a prize. Best of all, we were all together for a great evening.