Today the Saminator and I set out to experience the Powhatan County Fair down the road. Gosh, I hadn’t been to a county fair since I was a kid and my Aunt Franne was in the cooking contest. Well, I’m not in a huge hurry to go back anytime soon, but we had a good time despite the downright hellish heat. It had been sprinkling a bit when we left the house, so Sam wore his fireman rain coat, all PLASTIC. Then he refused to take it off until the very end, so he literally had sweat rolling down his face. He is not one to care about creature comforts, that’s for sure. He also put on one his many pirate hats all by himself, as you can see since he looks like Aunt Jemima wearing a ‘doo rag. Craziness! Where does that boy get his quirkiness?? Don’t answer that!
Riding the Jet at the County Fair
We met some friends there with their two-year-old daughter Elizabeth but only managed to catch glimpses of them after parking near each other. She loved seeing all of the animals, and Sam wanted nothing to do with them. Instead he was all into sitting on all the motorcycles and various buggies. Let’s face it, folks, gender stereotypes evolved for a reason! We then sauntered around and found a slew of rides. I was a little reluctant to have him try anything, all I could think of was that poor girl who had her legs accidentally cut off last year on an amusement park ride. I relented when I saw the tame little train ride, so Sam hopped on board the front car as it putted around in a circle.
After he and Elizabeth bounced around the bouncy house together for a few minutes, we were off to discover THE ride of all rides for Sam. It was a bunch little jet planes “flying” around in a circle — adorable. One of the big perks of being on these toddler-sized jets was getting lots of wind, so the kids were all loving it, especially Sam who was beaming as he went around and around. It has been such a blast lately, now that he is old enough for us to do fun things, not just having me push him around in the stroller worrying about the next bottle or missing nap time. This is what I envisioned Mommyhood to be in my pre-baby naivete.
By this time it was noon and downright sweltering, so I lured him out of there with the bait of a Happy Meal at McDonald’s –and a Chipotle chicken snack wrap for me, quite tasty!
He was dying to go to sleep when we got home, as was I, but he never went to sleep. Alas, he seems to be on the verge of giving up the nap these days. Now that is one aspect of babyhood that I will dearly miss!
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