A veritable smorgasbord

Yesterday S-Boogie finally woke up without a fever and was feeling much better. I decided that we should get out of the house, so yesterday evening we went with Skye to the fair. It was probably one of the most exciting events in S-Boogie's life so far, since she kept talking about it on the way home and even while we were sitting in the dark trying to get her to go to sleep (both times she went to bed). First we spent a lot of time looking at the animals. S-Boogie literally screamed with delight upon viewing the cows and was quite impressed by a large pig that was trying to use its nose to get out of the pen. She also got to have french fries and lemonade for dinner and watch a clown make balloon shapes. Then we went to the carnival and Skye generously bought a ton of tickets for her, so S-Boogie got to ride the cars, the boats, and the motorcycles various times. We also took her on the Ferris wheel, but I think that scared all of us a little too much. S-Boogie went into danger mode and huddled between us with her thumb in her mouth for most of the ride. There was much weeping and wailing and gnashing of teeth when it was time to go home, but I think that over all the fair was a big hit with S-Boogie.

Some of my observations about the fair:

1. Carnival people are creepy.

2. I think it's sad that the Utah County fair has way more booths for vendors of things like Noni Juice and multi-level marketing schemes than displays of local talent. I remember going to fairs that were mainly focused on things like winning prizes for your baking or crafts or animals, or other stuff like that. This one had all the crafts in one building in a far off corner and we only stumbled on them by accident. Of course I didn't enter anything in the fair, so maybe I shouldn't complain...

3. We also watched part of a performance by a children's dance group, and I vowed to never let S-Boogie dance like that. It was a bunch of girls and boys that were all somewhere between 9 and 13; they were dancing to disco music in short, tight outfits that were way too suggestive. As much as I think clogging is kind of nerdy, ten year olds should definitely not be sexy.

4. If you are going to sell food at the fair, do not put your 6 and 8 year old kids in charge of putting the plates together because it will take forever for people to get their food and they will be cranky with you.

Don't worry, I really did have a good time. I'm just a cranky old lady who likes to nitpick about things.

Comments

B.G. Christensen said…
Those creepy carnies!
7/31/2005 10:46 PM
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