The carousel is the first ride you see when you walk through the gates. So in order to avoid a tantrum in the middle of the crowds, we made it our first stop.


Dale surprisingly fit well in the little race cars. We saw Hardin in line for this one, she rode in the car ahead of Grady.

And this was Grady's first ride all by himself. He only
un-buckled his seat belt once!


We have corn dog pictures from every year of Grady's life so far.
Year 1,
Year 2, And now, Year 3:

The
Ferris Wheel was lots of fun, until Dale pointed out that the kid in front of us was spitting down on people. Really? Gross. I spent the rest of the night paranoid about
spitters.


Last stop: petting zoo to see what kind of crazy animal germs we could pick up. It has been almost a week and no one is sick so I guess sheep and goat slobber isn't that bad for you after all.
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