Arkansas State Fair

My parents treated the kids and I to a night at the fair this past week.  We walked through lots of livestock barns.  We did a little walking around and watching and even rode the merry go round (the fair is so not cheap).  As we were walking around we passed the freak show/tent thingy and there was a man out front talking and trying to drawl attention to the attractions that were inside.  Sitting on stage with him was a very little man who is a fire-eater.  He was holding his fire stick thing, waiting for his cue to eat I suppose, and Eli was very disturbed by this.  He has been learning about fire safety at school for the past two weeks and this was so not okay.  He had no intention of watching the fire eating happen and was persistent in asking to move on.  The kids got to play one game and won one of those o so charming, nice stuffed animals that you can only get at the fair or in those machines that have the moving arm and are almost impossible to win.  It’s all a part of the experience, right?  Not the quality of the prize, but the quality of the experience.  We then had pizza and topped that off with ice cream.  As we walked back to the car we walked through the bulls and cows  building and in the last one we happened to walk up as a cow was giving birth.  It was cool.  The owner was a little stressed.  All the interested people were causing the cow to be a little skittish, but in the end a calf was born and everyone survived.  By this point it was late and the 3rd night in a row that I had kept the kids out past their bedtime, so they were just slightly tired.  Lucy was exhausted and even though she did well throughout the trip until this point, she had a little melt down.  “COWS! COWS! I WAN COWS, Mommy!” That what she said for a good part of the walk to the car.  It’s kind of cute and funny to me now………….The only thing I regret is not seeing the Tigers of India.  Oh well, maybe next year.  Thank you, Nana and Big Daddy, we had a blast.