Earlier in the week when we decided to check out the state fair, we were enthusiastic and energetically resolved about the whole thing. Sloane would have so much to look at it! it would be a fun fall family outing! we told ourselves. And it was, but initially when Saturday rolled around, it was a busy morning, then we left the house later than planned, then sat in mysterious traffic for 30 minutes, then creeped along in the loooong line of cars approaching a giant field of parked cars....and we silently wondered what we had gotten ourselves into. Sloane was cranky, we were sleepy, the skies were grey and cloudy. But we were already there, so we squared our shoulders, slung Sloane around our necks and ventured forth like good parents might, and as soon as we approached the fair grounds, we were hooked. The smells, the crowds, the rides, the booths, the animals, oh my!
Suprisingly, going to a state fair with a 14 month old is a lot of fun. Maybe it's actually the best time - they can't go on any rides, they don't whine for food or games, and they are happy and amazed to be able to see all the sights. Sloane was wide-eyed and curious, and we had fun introducing the visual feast to her. This is one of my favorite parts of parenthood - seeing the world through her eyes and when we say, "oh look Sloane, a big pumpkin!" She is all, "wow it is big! And what is a pumpkin? And it's orange! And can I pat it!" (Not in those exact words, but you get the gist...) I mean this is a girl that is fascinated by everything/anything right now..so at a fair, her mind was blown. We spent a whopping four hours there and by the end of it the bottoms of our feet were aching and when we got home we collapsed in a heap of exhaustion, but it was the kind of exhaustion of a day well done.