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.
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.
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.
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.