“Yay, we’re going to the fair!” Those infamous words are spoken by many kids, young and old, throughout the country year in and year out.
After my hubby shelled out twenty-one bucks for parking and admission (yikes!), we had the pleasure of parking in a mud pit thanks to the endless rains our area had endured for weeks. My son thought we were walking through horse manure instead of mud to get to the midway. “Not quite,” I assured him, although I wasn’t too convinced myself. Continue reading