okay, so adults may find the carny huckster dollar-grabbing bullshit fairly depressing, but little kids just see bright lights and sugar. so we took ours to the county fair, and they loved it. we went through the funhouse. evilgremlin sprinted off ahead, and i heard a lot of “ow!”s interspersed with the declarations of this being the coolest funhouse ever. i was in charge of spazmonkey, who managed to squeeze through some places he wasn’t supposed to fit, get turned around, and leave me scrambling to catch up. positiverolemodel dragged a very cautious dramaqueen through. he was very interested in *observing* the funhouse experience, not so much in actually participating. prm managed to pick him up and set him back down multiple times in quick succession in the hamster-wheel exit, so it almost looked like he walked out on his own. evilgremlin rode a tiny little shorty-ferris wheel and liked it… though during the last couple of go-rounds, he looked tight-lipped and ready to hork. luckily, the ride stopped right then, which made me wonder if the officiating carny had gotten some practice in determining when to stop that shit before the toddlers drop their cookies on him. showed them the big-ass rides, but every time EG asked to go on one, i explained how he’d either puke or pee himself. so he finished off the day by asking a little kid who rode down a three-story slide on his dad’s lap if he had peed himself. admission, rides, a funnel cake, sno cones and popcorn, and we managed to get out of there under $25. coulda been worse! we’ll be back friday night for the demolition derby.
