I like the fair.
Our fair began on Friday, September 11, and I really wanted to go. I had entered pictures in the fair's photo contest, and I was dying to see how they did. I needed to buy a few things. I was eager to see Grace interact with the animals she loves so much.
It was raining, sometimes really hard.
We went anyway.
As we drove through York, we stopped and bought a couple of extra umbrellas.
Good thing we did.
Grace loved that she could hold her own umbrella. I showed her where to put her hands so that it wouldn't fall over, and she stayed perfectly dry.
We had taken some clothes for her to change into for the car ride home, but she didn't need them. She was dry.
The rain didn't stop us from enjoying bunny rabbits and ducklings and chicks.
It felt like the only people at the fair were the farmers, a few senior citizens (who could get in for free), and the three of us. It is awesome to be at the fair without the huge crowds.
Grace talked to many of the farmers. Her favorite question?
What's him name? (pointing to a cow or goat)
When the farmer answered, she asked, What's that one's name?
This questioning continued until I thanked the farmer and we walked away.
Nonetheless, we interacted with cows, pigs, horses, alpacas, goats, a 2-week old calf, pigeons, chickens, geese, turkeys, and ducks.
Oh, and the Budweiser Clydesdales!
They were a lot bigger than I expected them to be.
We had such a great night. Simply awesome.
It's supposed to be cool and dry this weekend, so we're going back to the fair.
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