I went to the Sonoma Co. Fair every summer as a kid. Cotton candy. Horse races. Rides on the Zipper to Van Halen. Free scoops of Clover vanilla ice cream if you were willing to wait in line for it. I pined for the huge stuffed Tweety Birds and longed for the sparkling white 4H uniforms. Oh, the smell of fried stuff and manure.
I couldn't wait to take my twins this year. First carnival rides. First funnel cake. And, most importantly, first photo booth.
Highlights:
1.)Pony rides! Oh my God, my kids are so brave and cool. They let the strange mustachioed men hoist them up on Franky and Cinnamon and then they rode those ponies like little buckaroos (okay, they were strapped onto the saddles and the horses just clopped along in a small circle, but still).
2.)Watching the kids do interpretive dances to the bluegrass band until Mags threw up her funnel cake onto the parquet.
3.) Not having to go into the commercial building to look at automatic beds and astounding vacuum cleaners with my mom!
What we ate:
funnel cake with powdered sugar
tri-tip sandwich
pretzels
apple pie
blackberry pie
corn on the cob
Yum! A great day.
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Winner! Love this. So many folks, in this uber-vigilant age of parenting are loathe to expose their kids to the magic of Funnel Cakes. I wish my first memory was booting my funnel cake, while freestyle hardcore bluegrass clogging at the county fair.
ps-Any way to post the photos so one can get a closer look (pop-up screen or such) That pig sign deserves a closer look.
Who are you, Jobwich and why are you so funny? Come clean.
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