On Friday evening the three of us took in the Brown County Fair for awhile. Olivia was still a little too young for the rides, but she loved seeing the animals. Except for the chickens, which was odd because she has such a chicken fetish (On a daily basis Pat has to draw chickens on her Magna Doodle and she just loves to talk about chickens), but she did not want to get out of her stroller to see them. She did get brave enough to feed the goats and some kind of African antelope. We also let her get her first taste of cotton candy, and of course loved it. And it wouldn't be a fair without a carnie asking Pat if he wanted to play a game to win a stuffed animal for his wife, and when we kept walking, the carnie shouted out-"How about for your neighbor's wife?"-only at the fair. But, Pat did get the last word(s) in....
On Friday evening the three of us took in the Brown County Fair for awhile. Olivia was still a little too young for the rides, but she loved seeing the animals. Except for the chickens, which was odd because she has such a chicken fetish (On a daily basis Pat has to draw chickens on her Magna Doodle and she just loves to talk about chickens), but she did not want to get out of her stroller to see them. She did get brave enough to feed the goats and some kind of African antelope. We also let her get her first taste of cotton candy, and of course loved it. And it wouldn't be a fair without a carnie asking Pat if he wanted to play a game to win a stuffed animal for his wife, and when we kept walking, the carnie shouted out-"How about for your neighbor's wife?"-only at the fair. But, Pat did get the last word(s) in....
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