It might not be the classiest thing we do together as a family and each year Chris swears we won't return again the next year (due to the resounding filth, obnoxious parents yelling at their kids [my argument- that happens everywhere, not just at a fair!] and a few creepy carnies), but somehow we always find an evening to spend at the fair...
Last year, Charlie rode down this gigantic slide on Chris' lap and I wasn't sure if he would be scared going by himself...
...but he wasn't scared. [obviously]
I rode the kiddie coaster with him and we screamed the whole time just for fun.
Poor Ethan didn't ride any rides; he just watched all the activity from his stroller. And it was a riot watching him try to figure out cotton candy. "Can I eat this?"
"Why is it so fluffy?"
"How do I get it in my mouth?"
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