Yesterday we decided to take the kids on a "family date" to the Eastern Idaho State Fair. WOW-did we choose a chilly and WINDY day to attend the fair. The wind was out of control-some of the rides were closed because it wasn't safe. As soon as we got to the fair we headed straight to the Hansen Hoagie booth for a little ham, cheese hoagie completely filled with yummy, delicious, tasty, mouth watering onions. I would almost kill for one of these sandwiches and wish I could just have them delivered to my car rather than fight thru the crowds of weird people. I guess it was worth it. I was also able to feast on scone nuggets and hand cut french fries. There were a lot of choices in the food; I just didn't exercise those choices as much as I would have liked. Devin and I are going again- so watch out Tiger Ears and deep fried snicker bars----pregnant women on the prowl and will use that "status" to eat whatever I want.
We went over to the rides and took a walk around to see what was there and what Tristan could ride-there looked like quite a few-especially since he would be riding with Cortlynn. We decided to purchase 2 wrist bands since we figured it would be cheaper in the long run. We were SOOOOO wrong. Cortlynn got her money's worth. She went off on her own and road all the big kid rides. Tristan was a complete different story. He had a total of 3 rides he could ride on because of his height. He couldn't ride on anything else without an ADULT with him---having his sister didn't qualify. (I watched other kids his size get on rides with their brother or sister-but Tristan was always stopped and turned away in TEARS!) Even the stupid Merry Go Round was a rejected moment for my almost 4 year old. He couldn't ride on a horse. Hey- let's place a 4 month old on a horse but let's kick a 4 year old off. Classy! Needless to say- his little heart was broken and didn't understand why he wasn't a big boy. It made me so sad. It was made worse by the two rides that used to be on Neverland Ranch so there were pictures of Michael Jackson on them. Mom-I want to ride the Michael Jackson balloon ride: sorry Tristan-you're too small. But mom, why can that little boy ride it? Hmmmmm-I don't know. He couldn't even get on the helicopter ride that was enclosed! We were very upset----if they are going to sell little kids wrist bands-they need to have more than 3 rides that they are able to go on OR have a cheaper wrist band. It was such a rip off.
Another thing that irritated the crap out of me is the fact I believe every person in south-east Idaho has no clue what a line is for. I lost count on how many times the kids were waiting in line for a ride and some other kids cut right in front of them. I'm thinking that maybe these kids were excited or maybe just plain rude---but nope- it happened to me as well: multiple times! I was waiting outside an ATM for the women in front of me to finish getting her $ out. I don't like to breathe down peoples necks so I gave her some space and wasn't staring at her while she put in her card and pin number. I'm standing there, in the wind and noticeably pregnant when this big, fat, white trash man walks up (beer in hand), cuts in front of me and is waiting in the doorway for the women to get done. Literally breathing down her neck. I stood there in shock! The women actually turned around and told the guy I was waiting to use the machine and he turned and looked at me and said, "Oh- I didn't even see her." Yeah you didn't---take off your beer goggles and wake up jerk!
I have many more things to go on about the fair but I won't. The kids had fun (for the most part) so I guess that is what matters. Seriously for the money that was spent and the not so quality we got out of it-we should invest in a Disneyland vacation next year. At least at Disney it is family friendly and Tristan could ride on more than 3 rides. Oh well-I really am thinking about hiring someone to go inside the fair, fight thru the crowds, and purchase my favorite fair food than bring it to my vehicle waiting outside the gates. My stress level would be so much lower. ;-)
Ooops- I have another thing to vent about. I thought in the past if you purchased a beer you had to stay close to the beer garden area. I guess that is not the case this year. It was shocking to see parents waiting for their kids at the ride area with a beer in each hand and being vocal idiots. Devin and I lost count of how many intoxicated people were stumbling along the midway with a beer or TWO in hand. WHAT????!!!! Let's limit the smoking to a designated area-but hey-grab a beer in each hand and stroll all over the fair. Bunch of drunk rednecks.
Cortlynn and Tristan waiting in line for the truck ride- and yes the boy in front was one of them that cut in front of them. Prior to them getting on the ride- two more kids cut in front of them! no kidding. The middle photo is of the kids enjoying the truck ride. The final picture is Tristan having enough of being kicked off the rides for being too short and just taking a nap. Even in sleep he looked like he was pissed off.
