Wednesday night we went to the fair with the Moores. Fun was had by all the kids, and I think most of the adults, though it was kind of tiring, and I was really freezing by the end of the night. Emma and Elliot were adorable on this tractor/train ride, and were sitting right in the front car, making honking and choo-choo sounds the entire time, and saying, "Woah, tractor!" and stuff like that. They had a blast. Elliot also went on the swings, which ended up going a little faster than I thought. Oops. He started out smiling, then after a couple rounds, had somewhat of a disgusted expression on his face, and towards the end was crying a little bit. He must have gotten really dizzy because he was staring at the middle/hub thing the whole time, and didn't even look out despite my excited-mother-ly attempts to get his attention and cheer him on. I played a carnival game and won him a stuffed whale, which he loved right up until the time he threw it on the ground. We're not sure quite when that was, but it was lost forever. The one time I won a carnival game! Sheesh! (also one of Elliot's favorite words now). He loved the fair food - chili cheese fries and cotton candy. Oh, and right when we got there, we went to see the pigs. At first he loved them - loves Charlotte's Web (new version) - and then he heard some of them squeal really loud and got scared of them. From that point on, he was afraid to look at them and would cry and close his eyes and turn his face away when I tried to show him any animal besides rabbits and chickens. Even the pony rides, which his grandfather will attest he loved at the strawberry festival, he refused to go on after waiting 20 minutes in line. I even had to hold him the whole time we were in the petting zoo. Hopefully he will get over it by the time he sees the horses in Montana! We are leaving on Monday and so excited. On with the adventure! p.s... the last picture is the post-fair recovery picture. :)
No comments:
Post a Comment