OC Fair

The day the kids got back from Camp Bug we decided to take them to the OC Fair. From 12-4 all rides were only 4 tickets compared to 7-14 tickets per ride.

The big slide was a big hit. Ashley wasn't tall enough for a lot of the rides, but the ones she did get to go on were very fun.

Ashton and I stood by and watched as the others went on the massive Ferris wheel. I received many sweet smiles and people asking how old is he, and telling me how brave I am to have brought him to the fair at such a young age of six weeks. Little do they know he has already been to Big Bear and Lake Havasu. I know he is still little, but I feel like he is growing up so quickly. I never stop kissing his little head filled with soft fine baby hair.

With only a few minutes left of the 4 ticket rides we wanted to get in as many rides as possible. Not knowing what Rave Wave was, we sent the kids in line, after all, they were tall enough, so it must mean that is was age appropriate right? WRONG! They were the next in line and we didn't even know what the ride did. Once the ride started, it brought the riders backwards in a circle going up and down over "waves", instantly Allison started to cry. There was no way either one of them even wanted to be in line for Rave Wave let alone go on it. Then all of a sudden a big tarp covered each rider so now they couldn't see, and the ride started to speed up. Andrew and Allie ran out of line so fast. Thank God they did not make it on the ride, they would have been traumatized for life and that possibly could have been the end of our day. Paul and I learned our lesson. But they looked really cute in line waiting together.

We went for a more innocent experience next...the butterfly exhibit. We got to go in a large netted off area and feed butterflies nectar. It was pretty magical and the kids had so much fun. Butterflies were everywhere and were not shy. They landed all over us. I was really excited until one landed on my face and it reminded me too much of a moth. It took some deep breathing and the giggles from my three big kids to get me through it. Ashley was dangerously excited to play with the butterflies, her chubby little hands handled the delicate butterflies as gently as possible.

Who could not be in love with her excited bright eyes. The other adults in the exhibit would catch the butterflies and hand them to her, while I did my best to pretend this butterfly was a hair accessory.

The afternoon faded away into the evening and the games took all of our money and the kids didn't understand why they tried so hard but never won. It is a sad scam they run, but the challenge was fun.

Th kids were exhausted after a fun week at Camp Bug and Ashley held on, feet up as Paul pulled the wagon back to the car. A fun time was had by all.