It dawned on me this morning that my parents used to, most summers, drive our family TWO HOURS to visit the Ohio State Fair. I texted both of them right away to say
thanks, because it took us two hours just to get everyone dressed and lunch packed and sunscreen applied... and then only about ten minutes to get there.
The boys have never asked to ride anything besides the sky glider, but they do look forward to fishing and funnel cakes, and to visiting the butter cow, right behind the Herbert administration building. Tolliver, having eaten three slices of bacon with breakfast, hoped to see the pigs, and Tucker ended up taking part in an invention contest at the youth building. They watched the tail end of a mother cow delivering a baby calf and made friends with several roosters and enjoyed introducing Hank to lots of fair traditions.
