We walked through the barns--probably my favorite part. Gillian learned that cows are girls after all these years. Apparently, Old McDonald didn't teach this to her. :) The little piglets. So cute!
The fire men's parade. This truck if from my parents town.
The fire men's parade. This truck if from my parents town.
My Dad is holding the American flag. I couldn't get a good picture.
Gillian and Jill with the little goat that we named Angel. She wanted to suck on our fingers. Vinny didn't try it out.
So that's the fair for another year. It's like the first sign that summer is almost over for me when the fair opens. At least Gillian learned about the cows. And I got some cotton candy. :)
What's your favorite part of your county fair?
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People watching is one of my favorite pasttimes. I always have a moment when I think: "Where did these people come from?"
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