last weekend we went to the northwest washington fair, our first time since we've lived here. i thoroughly enjoyed the fair food and noah thoroughly enjoyed the tractors. he also thoroughly (and i mean thoroughly) enjoyed his first corndog, which he called a "hot dog on a stick" and devoured like a crazy boy. he was lucky enough to cap off his healthy meal with some "ice pream," which melted on his face and clothes maybe more than in his mouth. but he loved it.
what he didn't love, on the other hand, was the carousel. he seemed really intrigued by the rides and we thought maybe his initial anxiety about actually riding on one would go away once the ride began. we were wrong. even though he was with daddy and grandpa, and even though he was sitting on an immobile bench on a slow-moving kiddy ride, he bawled the whole way through the carousel ride. poor little guy. every time they came around he would hold out his arms to me and cry "mama!" i felt so sorry that i couldn't save him (but also it was a little bit funny). afterward, however, he talked it up like he loved the thing. now he tells everyone, "noah went on a carousel ride," full of pride. such a funny boy.
last weekend we went to the northwest washington fair, our first time since we've lived here. i thoroughly enjoyed the fair food and noah thoroughly enjoyed the tractors. he also thoroughly (and i mean thoroughly) enjoyed his first corndog, which he called a "hot dog on a stick" and devoured like a crazy boy. he was lucky enough to cap off his healthy meal with some "ice pream," which melted on his face and clothes maybe more than in his mouth. but he loved it.
what he didn't love, on the other hand, was the carousel. he seemed really intrigued by the rides and we thought maybe his initial anxiety about actually riding on one would go away once the ride began. we were wrong. even though he was with daddy and grandpa, and even though he was sitting on an immobile bench on a slow-moving kiddy ride, he bawled the whole way through the carousel ride. poor little guy. every time they came around he would hold out his arms to me and cry "mama!" i felt so sorry that i couldn't save him (but also it was a little bit funny). afterward, however, he talked it up like he loved the thing. now he tells everyone, "noah went on a carousel ride," full of pride. such a funny boy.
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