State Fair
My dad called me Monday morning, inviting us to the fair with the rest of the family.
Growing up, we would come up to Sacramento over Labor Day weekend for a miniature family reunion. We would go to the fair on Saturday and go river rafting on Sunday with a BBQ that night. Unfortunately, I don't have the fondest memories of the fair during that time due to gunshots, fights, and a rough crowd overall. So this was the fair's chance to redeem itself.
We got there fairly early, before the crowds and the heat. Our eyes caught a familiar sight...Lightning McQueen! (Isn't he copyrighted?)
We meandered pass the petting zoo ($3 to get in...what?!) and caught a glimpse of a kangaroo, baby fawn, and your usual goats.
Next were the baby animals that were just born! Lambs, calves, and the cutest little piglets you've ever seen! My sister and I agreed that we would never want to have to nurse ten babies at the same time.
We saw a few more adult animals and eventually made our way to the Kids Corral where The Lime would have spent the remainder of the day.
We stopped for lunch (The Lime ate pizza...fourth time in three days), let the kiddos run around, watched a magic show, played a game, and dug in the dirt.
Next up were the numerous pavilions filled with junk that nobody really needs. Although the beignets smelled good and the fudge looked amazing!
We took a break from the browsing and caught the end of the stick horse racing. The Lime would have loved to participate but I didn't heed the call to sign-up. Nevertheless, he and Laina had a heck of a time running back and forth yelling, "Giddy up, cowboy!"
One more pavilion was calling our name - the one with all of the county displays. While admiring one of them, something outside caught our attention. There was the cutest little setup of everything fire which is right up The Lime's alley.
Ironically, as we were heading out of the grounds, we walked through the same area where I remember large crowds running from the earlier mentioned gunshots. This time though, the sounds and sights were much more positive and The Lime has been asking to go back to the "parade" ever since.
Next year, my love.
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