Take Me to the Fair

For some odd reason, we are drawn to the OC Fair. It's like, everyone's going, so it must be cool, and we should really go, and it will be so fun, and there's probably going to be good food, and the kids will love it, and we better make it before it's gone, and, and, and, and.... aaaaand I have no idea why we feel this way.

The fair is not that fun. What is fun is spending an afternoon with your family. And the fair is not that affordable, either. Sixty bucks down the drain, lots of white trash exposure, greasy people bumping into you, indigestion, and lots of Purell. Anywho, we def had as much fun as we could while we were there. These thoughts are mostly in retrospect. Of course, Danny was in heaven and Mason was indifferent (which I'm beginning to see as a pattern for them.)

Feeding dirty animals
my boys
heavenly little one
chasing (?) after dad, apparently.
Ok, I admit this ride was fun for them. 5 bucks of fun.
aaaaaand this ride wasn't, obviously.
with my little munchkin
#spoiled #lovehim

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