Don't you just love the State Fair?

You either love it or hate it I have found, nothing in between. My husband is one of those "love it" people. He can spend hours in the convention buildings going through booths and booths of, ahem, stuff. I on the other hand hate that aspect of it, especially when its 95 degrees, Nash is not too happy being in the jogger and there is no way I am going to walk with him hand-in-hand through 1000 people that crowd these building in order to get into airconditioning. But we did it, briefly. At least we didn't add to the 4 bottles of Ultra Shine Car Wax collection in the garage. The fun part was oh so fun, for Nash anyway. Politically incorrect as it comes, we rode our first elephant! And wow, for me? Well I just kept envisioning the reason that elephant rides are not only politically incorrect but downright dangerous- elephant's rampaging. I tried not to freak out completely. The ultimate was Nash's first cotton candy! And the lesson learned? (yes we seem to always learn some lesson at each outing, as parents. This is our first dry run you know). Moms don't take your 4 year old on the Screaming Demon, no matter how much he likes the loud rock music. Yup, have Dad take him.