Last night we ushered in the end of a long week by going to the Orange County Fair. Isaac was extra excited because now that he is more than 48 inches tall, he'll finally be able to ride all the "big kid" rides and join the legions of kids before him who puke pink-and-blue chunks after one too many turns on the Yo-Yo and the Screaminator.
Luckily for us, he didn't puke, although he threatened to all the way home and well past bedtime! But the weather was perfect and kids had a blast, so all in all a great EVENING!
Here are some pics:
Man, are these kids lucky or what? Freaking pony rides! I never got to ride a pony until I was in junior high school and the damn pack animal audibly GROANED when I got on and therefore gave me a complex to last me well into adulthood. That pony was a TOTAL. BITCH.
Ahem, anyway, it's been tough for me these past few days, so I'm going out tonight with a girlfriend from high school! Hide your liquor and lock away your daughters, The Block at Orange! I'm ready to rampage. My goal for the evening is to be treated like a Kobe cow. First, someone will massage me until my meat is tender and marbled, then I will dine on the finest foods and beer until I am jollily bellowing up the ramp into the slaughterhouse. MOO!