August 18, 2016 – Dayspring Disciples

The Wayne County Fair is one of those things I have always said I wanted to go to but never made it over to. It is just a few miles from our house, but always seems to fall on the busiest weekend. This year it was no different. What was different is we just made it work.

It wasn’t free. And it wasn’t cheap. And we were only there for probably 2 hours.
But we have some memories, and we have some photos, and we did it together.

We found some homeschooling friends who were showing their rodents. Ok. I don’t think they use the word rodents. But I don’t know what the word really is. And they are rodents.

The little girls got pony rides.

I managed a hole-in-one in some corn hole. So did Johanna. Do you think anyone got photos of that?

I got a selfie with my big kids. It’s now the home screen on my phone. Smile

We wandered the mid-way where I had to explain to certain children 912 times why we weren’t going on the rides. Answer 453 was something like, “You ate in Cinderella’s castle a few weeks ago; you do not need a ride on Krazy Korn Kutter,” or something like that.

We tried to watch this guy carve things out of wood using a chain saw. He was working on a woodpecker. He was asked to stop however, by a lady who pointed to the back of a building. He politely ceased. Then we saw some tweens by a microphone. Said tweens ~~droned on~~ made announcement after announcement after announcement until this guy’s audience evaporated. They might still be droning on. It was a terrible set up.

We got some balloon animals made.
Katriel picked an elephant.

Hanny and alligator.

Tab asked for a bear.

Some of the kids ate deep-friend Oreos; others had sno-cones.

We headed home and to bed. It was nice to be out together. Not sure we’d rate it as a must-do, but it definitely isn’t a must-don’t.

In the middle of the night she came. As is always the way with this little one we could hear here before we could see her. On the very rare occasion she needs us at night she CHARGES from her room at the distant end of the hall down to ours. She bursts through the doors and the footsteps ring out heavily.

John was already up ready to swoop her into his arms. He softly shushed her and led her back to her room. Soft words, gentle reminders, and a snuggle and kiss were not enough this time. The tears were different and flowed unceasingly. He made the quick decision to let her sleep between us; a decidedly rare event.

When his alarm went off at 4:15 AM she stirred. He offered her to return to her own bed. She took him up on it.

A few hours later when she and Johanna descended the stairs in search of resuming the princess play they’d left the night before, I saw her sweet face.

Ouch.

She had fallen out of bed. Through tears she couldn’t explain it, and in the dark John never saw it.

And don’t you love those EYES?