the fair {how memories were made and i got over my fear of carnies}

last friday we spent the evening with some friends at the antelope valley fair.

now, i’m not a circus person. or a carnival person, or a really large crowds sort of person.
i’ve seen far to many episodes of csi.
i think that explains it mostly.

however, my huge fear of creeper carnies concerns needed to be put aside and he needed an ‘adventure’ as he calls it.

i’m so glad i did. he made such magical memories.

like riding ponies. which on the ride home i was told, “they aren’t a real ride, they are just ponies mom.”

 they had a great farming exploratory area. he played with corn, and milked a “cow,” used an old school water pump to push ducks around.

it was all very fun. sister was along for the ride, she was happy as long as she was eating something. 

what he really wanted to do…..was ride the ferris wheel.

he had talked about it from the moment he saw it on the free way.
“i want to ride that one mom.” “look at that big ferris wheel.” “oh, wow. is it my turn?”
sadly, he was maybe 1″ too short.
there were tears. but, there were other rides too.

that smile melts me.
that’s what it is all about.
he is making memories. memories he may tell his friends about.
memories he may even tell his kids about. but, definitely memories he’ll carry for a long time.

i was so proud of my little boy who had zero fear and such joy during the whole experience.