Annual family selfie in the bucket of a bulldozer. Minus the Kid, because....
....tractors. Don't got time for pictures, mom. Gotta climb on every. single. one.
Little Miss, smiling at me, smiling at a picture of Little Miss with a pretty "Reserve Champion" ribbon on it. I think the judges must be partial to cute babies.
And my very first foray into the knitting competition. Which was scary, but turned out all right.
But, on to more important things. Like loaded bison nachos.
And carnival rides. The Kid is not actually in pain here, he was just really ready to get on the ride and I was slowing him down. Little Miss was truly dismayed, but only because the itchy grass was touching her precious, princess ankles.
We searched high and low for some fresh cotton candy for dessert, but the boys had to make do with cherry snow cones. Let's take a minute and be sad for them. Not.
Little Miss could not stay awake even for one bite.
All in all, it was a grand night at the fair!