Please Pass the Funnel Cake

This view can be found every year, in the fall, off of Spur 25 in Brunswick. Just driving past this brings so much joy to my heart. The fair is here for about four days. When I was a teenager I went to the fair on Friday night. That was when everyone would be there. Now that I'm an older gal with kids, I go on Saturday. Saturday is the more expensive day but you can also stay all day. From 12p to 12a. Also, if you enjoy a good demolition derby, you have to go on Saturday.

We got to the fair about noon. While I was buying some tickets, Jonathon was busy asking Grandma Pat for $5. She gave it to him and the next thing she knew he was getting harnessed into that thing.

Look how high he got. See that guys head at the bottom?

The younger kids liked the tea cups.

The goofy little boats were cool, too.

Meanwhile, Emma Mae was being refreshed. I wanted to wait to get her out of the stroller because I knew that once she was out, she would not be going back in.

'Wow, that looks fun.'

The little one's decided to give it a try. Look at Madi back there all by herself. You know I was a nervous wreck the whole 3 mins of the ride.

Who doesn't love a good bumper car ride?

I don't know if Jackson and Noah ever actually got anywhere.

Then there's the fun slide. Which I can promise you, goes very fast. I rode it with Madi.

Then it was 2 and time to watch the demolition derby. If you have not been to a demolition derby you are so missing out. I mean that is one serious good time. Watching those cars go at each other is a total blast. That is if you don't think about all of the bad smoke coming at your face and the pollution that is possibly occuring right in front of you.

At one point two cars got stuck together and the tow truck had to pull them apart. The demolition derby is one of the kids favorite parts of the fair.

After the cars fight it out, there is a 'Best Chicken Dancer' competition. Jonathon and I were selected as some pretty darn good chicken dancers, so we got to go down and strut our stuff.

Bethany was in charge of taking some shots of us while we danced. She took about 20 shots and there were only a few that I was brave enough to show the world.

This one was actually one of the more flattering of them. I'm not too bad at the chicken dancing, if I do say so myself.

Thanks for being my photographer, Bethy.

So, it's now about 4. Which means that Emma Mae has been in that stroller about 4 hours. What could keep her happy just a little longer?

That corn dog did the trick.


While she ate the corn dog, Lynsey and Bethy rode the first big ride of the day. Bethy looks a little nervous.

Then she got very excited.

Then this happened. I don't know how excited she was when that ride was over. I don't think I could have gone on it.

Then they went on this ride that ruined all of Jonathon's fun. It's a spinning dragon.

He didn't feel so good after that. He laid around and Echo sat with he and Emma Mae while I took the kids around to ride some other rides. He actually fell asleep for a little while and when he got up, he felt much better.

Then I took him on this ride. (I don't know who those kids are but I thought it was a great pic of the rest of the fair) After this ride, he was sick again. So, he just laid around some more while the other kids rode the rides.

Emma Mae loved this train.

She might have smiled but it was the carni guy who took the pic and I think she looked a little scared of him. Not Noah and Jackson, though.

Emma Mae loved it so much she rode it over

and over

and over again. She kept going out the exit and turning right back into the entrance. I think she was just excited to finally be out of the stroller.

I don't think Bethy was excited to take Emma Mae to the silly little boats. But Emma Mae sure couldn't tell.

Poor Bethy. But Emma Mae sure did enjoy it.


Ok, so part of going to the fair is knowing that someone will probably throw up at some point. Right? I remember doing it myself. And right after Jonathon did he felt so much better.

Then he was hungry, and since it was 7pm, we decided to have a little dinner.

We had a cheese nacho picnic. The perfect end to a perfect day at the fair. I don't know who had a better time, me or the kids. It is a good thing, though, that we will have to wait another year for the next one.