This past weekend we took part in one of our favorite summer traditions and we went to the county fair. Another sure sign that summer is over, but we enjoyed it all the same. It was probably the most fun we've had at the fair in the last 8 consecutive years we've gone.
Of course we took the obligatory pictures of the boys sitting on the huge tractors. That is always a highlight of theirs. But what got me the most were the ride pictures.
The very same rides that terrified them last year were exciting and fun this year. The giant slide that I begged the boys to go on last year was ridden with ease. I thought my cautious boys would give those rickety old steps some pause when they saw how high up they were but they didn't even seem to notice as they climbed up the slide and were all too thrilled to race each other all the way down to the bottom.
Last year I rode this ride with them and they were full of nervous energy and screamed at me when I spun them too fast.
This year they wanted to do it by themselves, spinning faster and faster and laughing the whole time. I was so proud watching my three little guys branching out on their own.
Lucky for me, there were a few rides that they still needed me for (only because they weren't tall enough). I was happy to assist,
even though I got a little squished.
Maybe next year they'll even go on the Zipper with me. They were up for it this year but were just a bit lacking in the height department.
The whole time Todd and Grace were all too happy to wait patiently as we ran from ride to ride. And I must admit, there is something so sexy about a man pushing a stroller. And a pink stroller at that.
We had such a great time. And I'm happy to see that I will not have a shortage of thrill seekers to accompany me on any type of ride in the future.
If summer has to come to an end this was a great way to end our lovely summer and to welcome in fall. I have a feeling I'm gonna like fall.