Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Cache County Fair 2011

August in Cache Valley means hot summer days, the final count down to school, last ditch efforts to squeeze the remaining bits of fun out of the season and of course Fair time!  Our Fair screams country living at its best and it makes you remember that this happy little valley is still full of farm country and cowboys.   I always think of the Cache County Fair as the last hurrah of valley events before the lazy days of summer fade away into the hustle and bustle of fall.  The Cache County Fair is not the biggest or best fair I've ever been to in my life but you can't beat the local fair when it comes to running into old friends, indulging in that craving for oh-so-bad-for-you but you-just-have-to-have-it fair fare, and enjoying the constant ambiance of nostalgia. 

On Friday evening my mom and I packed up the three kids and headed to the fair grounds. Kole actually got to go to the fair too- but he didn't get to have any fun. He was stuck slaving away in the American Family Insurance booth. Poor guy all stuck in a little cage like one of those fair animals. So we stopped by to point and laugh at his misery and then ditched him for some real animals. 

 The kids loved all the stinky animals. I'm not sure how many of these cute animals we saw will soon be on someone's table but I try not to think about it. 

 
Can you tell that sheep behind Jack was trying to ruin our picture? 

Sheep in turtlenecks... because obviously it is cold in the middle of August if you're missing your wool sweater.  Ha ha.

Eve kept saying "I'm really good with cows... goats... chickens (whatever animal happened to be within reach at the time) huh mom?" ha. Yes honey, animals flock to you like the Disney princess you are.

I think Eve would have bought a goat if I hadn't stopped her mid-sale.


Imitation is the highest form of flattery.

And of course the cuttest animal of them all.




Just ignore the random kid hanging out in the background of our picture.

Jack's angry face- this is what happens when Eve makes him switch places.

Grandma Wendy can't resist those kissable baby feet...

...and neither can big sister Eve.

She can't help posing lately.  At least her love for the camera is reciprocated.



Some people see a blurry photo- I prefer to see photo effects.

We found the pony rides to be a better deal than the other kiddie rides... and the money went to a better cause that carnies.

Riding off into the sunset at the end of our fun filled evening.

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