Imagine a place where everything is big and flashy and you can sit on these flashy things and they move. Everywhere you walk you see your favorite Hispanic chica in balloons. There are cows and goats and pigs and french fries that come in a paper bowl the size and shape of your dogs water dish. This place is the fair.
My mother asked me this week (Friday?) if she could take Penny to the Windsor Fair. I said sure but wondered if I could go as well – who doesn’t enjoy a good fair? Also, I really just couldn’t miss seeing Penny’s face when she saw the animals and went on a ride or two.
When we woke up Saturday morning I tried to convince Penny she needed a shower. “Don’t you want to go see Nana?? We’re going to the fair with Nana!”
She looked at me like I was stupid and just said, “No.”
What she meant was, “I have no idea why you want me to shower. I want to live in these Dora PJ’s for the rest of my life.”
It took some coaxing on my part, “Penny, look at me. Nana is coming. She is going to pick us up in [key words] Nana’s car.”
I had her attention. For some reason she thinks Nana’s Subaru Legacy is the best car ever.
“We are going to ride in Nana’s car and go to the fair. At the fair we will see [keywords] animals like cows and pigs and horsies. And you can go on rides. But we have to take a shower and get dressed first.”
She looked at me, obviously thrilled with this idea. She threw her arms out and gasped, “I NEED SHOES!”
No, no, crazy girl. You need a shower first!
And that was how our morning began. Nana showed up and we hit the road. While we gabbed on and on, Penny patiently looked out the window in the back seat. When we parked at the fairgrounds I began to unbuckle her from her seat.
“I wanna turn da wheel, Mum!”
She repeated it a couple of times and I actually said to her, “Turn the wheel?? I’m sorry, Penny, I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
It wasn’t until we began to make our way to the entrance gate that I realized what she meant. She threw her arm in the air and pointed to the big colorful wheel in the sky with buckets hanging all around it.
Oh, the ferris wheel! We saved that for later.
We took some time walking through the farm animal area. She checked out the goats and pigs and cows and sheep. Obviously she was concerned about her fashion sense amidst farm animals.
I’m pretty sure she was saying something along the lines of, “Stay, cows!”
When the animals got boring we walked over to the rides but as it turned out, they weren’t open for another 45 minutes. It wasn’t hard to waste time by eating lunch. Between the three of us there were two hot dogs, two corn dogs, a candy apple, a dough boy and a shared bowl of french fries.
Here she is, leading the way. “Mumma, Let’s go!”
At one point Nana decided she wouldn’t mind throwing away a few dollars so that Penny could play a game. The game involved picking a rubber duck out of a blow up pool (for no apparent reason) and then automatically winning a prize (possibly worth $0.25). Penny picked a pink doggie. He looks work it, right?
Soon the rides were open. The carousel looked safe enough so I took her on that first. What I didn’t count on was it going 40mph while I struggled to hold Penny and questioned my ability to take a photo in motion at that speed. Each time we rounded the corner again she would shout, “There’s Nana! Hi, Nana!” The ride went so fast that she screamed with joy and I can’t say I was surprised when she bellowed out, “Yee-Haaa!”
We wanted to let her go on the train but it wasn’t moving yet, so we did the bounce house. When she figured out what was going on, she kicked her shoes off before even getting out of the stroller.
We contemplated some of the other kiddie rides but based on speed and set up, we weren’t too comfortable with sending her on a helicopter or bumble-bee that twirled in circles without an adult to hold onto her. Am I the only one freaked out by these toddler rides where they ride alone? They seem super sketchy. My mother commented that if we had to question it, we should avoid it. Good point. So we all went on the ferris wheel instead.
She might have liked it.
Here she is yelling to the people down on the ground. Something along the lines of, “Hello! I’m on da wheel!”
I like the death grip I have on her in this picture. She was a little too brave for my liking.
We decided to search for other rides and saw the train running. This was the moment of truth for Penny. She was going on it (dun dun dunnnn) alone. I didn’t worry too much except at this point she was clearly exhausted.
And then it took off.
We went another trip on the merry-go-round and then called it a day. Someone needed a nap, but not before Nana had to buy her a Dora balloon and candy bracelet.
Here she is on the ride home. Candy bracelet face. Not tired at all.
We had so much fun and I am so grateful to my mother for bringing us to the fair. I think she and I had as much fun as Penny did, just watching her facial expressions was a riot. I was thinking of taking her to another fair that starts next week. Necessary? No. But how could I not want to see this face again?