The Fair and More

Yesterday we had a busy day.  We took the kids to the Wayne County Fair and then went to a church function.  Here is a look at all the fun we had.

This is the first year that our son was old enough to ride the majority of the rides, so he tested out a lot he hadn't ridden before.

Hi Mom!

I don't think I like this ride!

I think I am going to puke!

This ride is awesome!

I don't think I like this ride!

I think I'm going to puke!

This ride is awesome!

Driving a Jeep just like daddy's!  Well, except for the whole purple thing!

Hey!  What's the hold up?

Dad, this ride is lame compared to the other ones! 

Love the motorcycles!

Hi honey!  Oh wait, that's not my kid!  Oops...must have had an itchy trigger finger!

Riding Smokey, or as they call him Poky Smokey.  He kept holding everything up, not willing to keep going.  There was talk of strike.  Something about negotiations over hay.

So after the fair, we went home for all of two seconds.  The kids stayed in the car while I ran in and grabbed the stuff I needed for the church function.  It was supposed to be a group of parents of young children getting together at the church to have dinner and then talk while the kids played.

I had made Taco Soup and Peach Cobbler for this thing.  I put the Peach Cobbler on the floor of the car behind my seat and the Taco Soup on the floor in between my feet.  As soon as we left, we knew we had a problem.  The glass lid on the Peach Cobbler kept rattling.  I was afraid the noise would wake up my daughter or that the dish would chip, so I knew I needed to slide the lid off.  Problem was, the Taco Soup in the small crock pot in between my feet needed constant attention so that it didn't tip and spill. 

Not thinking, I made the genius decision to take my eye off the soup and reach behind me to pull the lid off of the Cobbler just as Anthony was turning.  The crock pot tipped over, spilling piping hot soup all over my leg and the floor of the car.  (Note to self:  Soup does not travel well.)  At that point, not more than a mile from home, we seriously considered heading back.  Anthony was going on 3 and a half hours of sleep (since he had worked the night before), the kids were exhausted, and I was pretty sure I had 1st degree burns on my leg.  But since we were already packed up and on the way, we continued on.

Once we arrived at the church, there were a decent amount of cars in the parking lot so we assumed there was a good turnout for this thing.  Once we got inside, we realized that there was only one other couple there, a couple who lives not even a block from us.  So we drove 20 minutes to have dinner with out neighbors. 

It was a really fun evening.  Our kids love playing together and we have a great time getting to know them and talk with them.  So despite the spilling of the soup, and the potty accident my son had (which I didn't mention and am trying to block from my memory), and the fact we drove 20 minutes to have dinner with our neighbors, it was a good night!