Okay, first I can’t believe it’s been four years since I’ve blogged about our annual trip to the Davis County Fair. It was fun to go back and read that last post about the fair and then realize that perhaps I’ll never learn. This year we arrived at the fair on another hot afternoon, started with seeing the free animals and lasted all of about 5 minutes before I was forking out money for nutritious fair food.
Half way through the nachos, Ricky hands me over the mess and says, “these aren’t really good,” (flashback to the corndogs and hotdogs 4 years earlier!) and the pleading for the various rides begins. For Christmas last year, the boys got season passes to an amusement park that we can see from our house. We’ve been there lots and have ridden the amazing rides they have, but still they begged to go on the rickety fair rides. I’m a sucker and could have easily reminded them of the much better rides they’ve ridden all summer but “hey, we’re at the fair, that’s what you do, right?!” So I handed over more cash and purchased enough tickets for a couple of rides each.
As we waited in line for the first ride, I tried to coordinate with friends of ours who were also at the fair. Texts back and forth, “we’re by the elephants,” “now, we’re by the slide,” “oh, now we’re petting the animals,” weren’t very successful. Finally, we caught up on the phone. When I told my friends we were in line for a ride, they laughed and said, “oh…. (long pause) you do rides?, we don’t do rides at the fair!” Yes, we do rides! And crappy food. I thought this is what everyone did? Clearly they are smarter than me. They brought snacks for their kids and steered clear of those expensive, lame rides. Their kids had just as much fun, but I got a cool photo op on the Fun Slide! 😉 My boys rode one other ride. And they all walked out of that Gravitron dizzy, stumbling and slightly sick to their stomachs.
I’m sure I won’t learn my lesson next year, either. I’ll dish out cash, take some photos and leave wondering why I came during the hottest part of the day (again), with hungry kids (again) and wonder why I’m leaving with an empty wallet (again). But I’ll continue because we do have fun and I love the memories. Plus if Nolan and Benny came to the fair at just 6 days old, we had to let Zeke experience the fair for the first time before he’s a year old also. He liked taking in all the colors and noises of the fair and got to see a snake up close and (a little too) personal.
Goodbye to the fair, until next year.