First Fair

Last night we took Wyatt to the fair. I remember when we were pregnant and were so happy we would "never take Wyatt to the fair...at least not until he got to school and found out about it."

 

...Yah, so much for that.

I will go ahead and place blame on my "hankering" for cotton candy. Pregnancy at its finest.

He did so good riding the rides with the "big kids."

 

He looks a little distressed here, but it's only because the ride worker wanted to fill up the ride and Wyatt was getting mighty impatient.

Daddy even got to ride a few. I'm a little too pregnant now, so I was secretly envious. Haha

And! Wyatt got to ride this one by himself. I can't believe that he is old enough to actually do this, but yet he is. I think I've got to come to terms with the fact that I have a little boy rather than a baby.

 

It was fun watching Wyatt have a ball. The actual fair is still what is was15 years ago (which we decided was about the last time we were even at a fair)...and you know exactly what that is...