We made our annual trek to the State fair a few weeks ago. We met my dad up there, as part of our annual (mostly) family tradition and to celebrate his birthday.
It was Sloane's first time at the State Fair, and there was a lot that she is too young for. She loves to people watch though, and there are tons of interesting people for her to look at.
Finn was in quite the mood. We still do not know if it was from being overtired or waking up on the wrong side of the bed, but that boy was in a FUNK! No carnival ride, game, toy, or deep fried treat get snap him out of it. I hope he does better next year.
I was able to try the deep fried butter (yuck- tastes like dough), a deep fried peanut butter cup (yum), and a deep fried margarita (awful, makes me shudder to think about it.) As gross as most of it was, trying these foods is my very favorite part of the Fair. Who knows what they will come up with next year?
We drove back to Dallas the next weekend to visit my Grandma Pruitt, who is not doing well. Please keep her in your prayers that she doesn't have to suffer.
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