Mays Landing 4-H Fair
Friday was our day to go to the fair. The boys and I hung out around the house, they played with playdough before having some quiet time with a movie after lunch. At 1:30 we drove to the fair grounds to meet Stephany and her friend Mary and her two boys Timmy and Ricky. We purchased unlimited passes to the carnival rides, going on the roller coaster first. We moms squeezed ourselves into the tiny seating
area as best we could. After a wild if knee bruising ride we went on the Ferris wheel. It took some convincing but we were able to get Stephen and Ernest to ride together. With another little girl who had been waiting for someone to go with her. I convinced Stephany to go on the spaceship looking ride. The boys were wary, but ready. Ernest though, once inside changed his mind, so we stepped off to watch. 
When Stephen and Stephany got off, Stephen was so excited that he wanted to go again, so this time Ernest and I joined them, along with Mary and Timmy. It was great. Ernest got scared when my back rest moved (which it was supposed to do) upwards with a loud thud, so I pulled Ernest up with me so that his back rest went thud -he seemed better.
A glutton for punishment we went from that ride to another spinning ride. Heart shaped seats that the riders could personally spin along with the ride spinning the hearts around. While sitting in our seat waiting for everyone else to get settled. I videoed Ernest spinning us. Which was the start of a big mistake on my part. The ride started moving with us still spinning and that was the last straw for my inner-ear. My stomach went belly up and I almost lost my lunch. It took three turns before I could get the attention of attendants and get them to stop the ride.
Meanwhile Ernest is yelling to anyone who would hear him. "Stop the ride my mommy is going to throw up!" Needless to say I was a little embarrassed on top of being sick.
For the record it took me 6 hours to recover and I only went on one other ride the rest of that night. The boys on the other hand had three hours of absolute fun, going from one ride to the next. At 5 the rides were closed so the workers could have dinner. So we had dinner as well. Ernest had pizza and I methodically ate a pretzle. Since there wasn't really anything to do after that, we went home.
Friday was our day to go to the fair. The boys and I hung out around the house, they played with playdough before having some quiet time with a movie after lunch. At 1:30 we drove to the fair grounds to meet Stephany and her friend Mary and her two boys Timmy and Ricky. We purchased unlimited passes to the carnival rides, going on the roller coaster first. We moms squeezed ourselves into the tiny seating
area as best we could. After a wild if knee bruising ride we went on the Ferris wheel. It took some convincing but we were able to get Stephen and Ernest to ride together. With another little girl who had been waiting for someone to go with her. I convinced Stephany to go on the spaceship looking ride. The boys were wary, but ready. Ernest though, once inside changed his mind, so we stepped off to watch. 
When Stephen and Stephany got off, Stephen was so excited that he wanted to go again, so this time Ernest and I joined them, along with Mary and Timmy. It was great. Ernest got scared when my back rest moved (which it was supposed to do) upwards with a loud thud, so I pulled Ernest up with me so that his back rest went thud -he seemed better.
A glutton for punishment we went from that ride to another spinning ride. Heart shaped seats that the riders could personally spin along with the ride spinning the hearts around. While sitting in our seat waiting for everyone else to get settled. I videoed Ernest spinning us. Which was the start of a big mistake on my part. The ride started moving with us still spinning and that was the last straw for my inner-ear. My stomach went belly up and I almost lost my lunch. It took three turns before I could get the attention of attendants and get them to stop the ride.
Meanwhile Ernest is yelling to anyone who would hear him. "Stop the ride my mommy is going to throw up!" Needless to say I was a little embarrassed on top of being sick.For the record it took me 6 hours to recover and I only went on one other ride the rest of that night. The boys on the other hand had three hours of absolute fun, going from one ride to the next. At 5 the rides were closed so the workers could have dinner. So we had dinner as well. Ernest had pizza and I methodically ate a pretzle. Since there wasn't really anything to do after that, we went home.
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