The Fair

A few weeks ago, we took our annual trip to the fair with Toby's parents. The girls had a great time, but they were really only there for one reason - the carousel. They enjoyed the petting zoo, loved feeding the animals, inhaled some chocolate-covered strawberries, and had fun seeing the cows up close. None of it, though, held a candle to the carousel. See, the carousel at the fair last year is where they met their very best horse-friends, Pepper and Sara. They rode these horses last year at the fair, and they haven't been the same since. Every horse since that day has been named Pepper or Sara. They have talked about them on a regular basis. They even bought little plastic horses that resembled them. So, of course, we had to make sure they rode Pepper and Sara this year, too. And they did. Twice. In a row. Usually you have to get off the ride, get back in line, and pay again. Knowing that wouldn't go over very well, their granddad paid the attendant to let them ride twice without getting off. Needless to say, they were pretty excited. And pretty bummed when it was time to leave. There's always next year girls!