10 years, 6 months.
Dear Holly,
What I learned about you this past week as you turned 10 and a half years old: You are not afraid to ride anything at the County Fair!
Mommy and I took you last Wednesday and then Aunt Dana and Andrew took you and your cousin Darla back last Friday.
You’re now tall enough to ride them all… so you pretty much did! You even went on rides that I wouldn’t go on…
I love it that you had so much fun!
Love,
Daddy
Here’s what I learned this year after attending the DeKalb County Fair:
I am at a place in my life now where I can officially afford to go on the other days of the week… when it’s not “buy one, get one free” night for armbands, on Thursday.
Last year, we went on Thursday: It was so crowded that we ended up not even going on any rides.
Instead, I paid the lady at one of the game booths 20 bucks so that my daughter could “win” a Spongebob prize and then we left.
Ah, but this year… we actually had fun. Not just my wife and my daughter- but I specifically, a grown man… had fun at the County Fair!
For a family of four, you are only saving $60 by going on Thursday night. But here’s the part Alanis Morissette would find ironic, because it really is like 10,000 spoons when all you need is a knife:
What good is it to save $60 if you have to wait nearly an hour to go on each ride? You end up going on less rides for less money, but waste the majority on your time spent there.
Now that I think of… PLEASE go on Thursday! That means there will be even less people there when I am there instead.
8 and a half years old.
Dear Holly,
Saturday morning, I received a message from Aunt Dana giving me a rundown of the expenses of the County Fair she had experienced the night before. Originally, our whole family was going to make a day out of it. But after her message, it quickly turned into, “Thank you for taking Holly to the fair so I don’t have to go!”
Lucky for you, you have an aunt you lives a few houses down from us who is faithful to assume the role of “Saturday morning hero” and take you to the fair with your cousins.
I am so happy for you that you had such a great time there! And I am almost just as happy that I didn’t have to go.
The pictures look like you had plenty of fun for the both of us though.
Love,
Daddy
7 years, 3 months.
Dear Holly,
The Williamson County Fair has become so popular and so crowded, that we decided to go on a school night for the first time!
With you and your brother being older now, it’s nice being able to get away with things like that.
We didn’t really have to worry about traffic getting there or lines to get on rides.
Otherwise, we would be waiting in a line that goes for miles, just to get off the Interstate.
So, lesson learned: From now on, we will always go to the County Fair on Thursday night.
The County Fair was a hit and we all had fun!
Love,
Daddy
1 year, 3 months.
Dear Holly,
Last weekend we made our annual visit to the Williamson County Fair. Your brother Jack had entered an amazing picture of a sheep so we enjoyed seeing it on display. But really, his main agenda was to get over to the carnival games. Thanks to Nonna and Papa being in town, his “game allowance” was a little padded.
While Jack definitely enjoyed throwing darts at balloons and picking up “lucky ducks” in the water, he tried out a new game that was just right for a 1st grader boy. He used a cork gun to shoot green Solo cups off of a shelf. Inside some of the cups were special markings, which determined the value of the prize he would win.
After much consideration of the prizes, he ended up choosing a small white tiger stuffed animal. However, he had earned enough points to win a larger prize instead. But he liked the face of the small one better, so he didn’t mind choosing a less valuable prize; because to him, the smaller tiger was more valuable.
Once the man in charge of the game realized Jack’s decision was final, the man looked up to you in Mommy’s arms and said, “Well, since your brother didn’t take the bigger prize he won, I’m going to let that pretty little girl have a prize too!”
Mommy and I checked out on the prizes available. There was an undeniable, obvious choice…
A pink unicorn!
You were so happy to get your prize. And truly, it’s all because of your brother Jack.
So the way I see it, he won you a prize at the fair. I know that made him happy.
What also made him happy was the samurai sword he won from the “lucky ducks” game.
Love,
Daddy
