a fair ol time

This was the year.

The first in fact.

(Another first in the book of firsts for Joey.)

The first weekend in September, the placer county fair. It doesn’t sound so fun at first. Truely, not really. I think of stink and lame rides and boothes i have no interest in.  So for 4 days I planned to help my uncle and leave it at that.

But thats how it is. When you think something will be so bad, there God goes and flips the script.

I think that even though the weekend was rather long, the fair was so much fun. I finally got to go and enjoy on Sunday.

I went early with Erin and the kids, did the walk around, ate ice cream, went on rides I didnt want to go on and had so much fun. At one point I wanted to throw up but I didn’t. We saw the tigers and danced with radio disney. We spent money we saved for this and ate crap bed for us. We laughed and smiled all night. Joey played games with noah and went on rides with Trin. He won me a pity fish and a stuffed dog.  He won a huge Mexico ball and a smaller L.A. ball for Noah.

 

I cant say it was Disneyland but it was heck of fun.

We missed it last year and I am so glad we did go this year because it was a memory I could have never replaced!

Acting Like a Child

When is the last time that you acted like a child as an adult?

Its not as often as we should.

We get caught up in our daily routines and literally forget to stop and smell the roses like we used to, or stare at the frogs and lizards in the bushes.

We are afraid of mud, unlike our childhood when we were all about mud pies, wishing we could eat them, knowing we can’t.

We have schedules to keep and no longer can just go when someone else says we have to go.

How often are we the children that we used to be?

 

I know I talk alot about my husband but he teached me the weirdest things.

We randomly went to Marine world discovery kingdon on Monday.

Just because.

and that was the nicest thing, just because.

We got there, we’rnt worried about money, or about lines, or food, or what time it was and when wed go home.

We got to be kids.

And we were the kids we had wished we were.

When Joey was a child, his family never had money to go to an amusement park, unlike me who went to an amusement park evey other month.

He never got souvineers or pictures with his favorite charicture.

So this was basically another first.

The first time he really got to be a kid. The kid he should have been able to be.

 

“this is awesome. Its like were kids and we have no rules. Our parents just dropped us off and we get to do whatever we want except we have money. This is awesome!”

Jose Garcia …now

for the moment… Joey the kid.

 

What a day it was.

He saw dolphins and whales and elephants and tigers.

oh my.

we went on roller coasters and ate cotten candy.

He got to be the kid he never was.

That i had assumed all kids were like.

We were adults being kids…

How often are we children,  now as often as we should….

 

 

 

 

Whys it gotta be mexican?