Fun

We had a lovely time at the fair. We enjoyed the requisite cotton candy (a cone, shared) and stomach churning rides. We saw 4-H animals and projects, giant carved pumpkins, quilts, needlework, a big Lego train set, paintings and photographs, prize-winning bread, veggies, canned fruit. We learned that Highland cattle have bangs--their horns would make a nice cow wig. We learned that a cross between a zebra and a donkey is called a Zedonk. We learned that alpacas, as members of the camelid family, spit, but rarely at humans. We walked a lot.

We came home to a fantastic dinner courtesy of my mom: pasta with a "cream" (milk) sauce made with cremini mushrooms and parmesan, green and yellow string beans, sliced tomatoes with fresh mozzarella and basil from the garden. It was almost enough to make up for the wretched (but happily enjoyed) diet of the rest of the day.

Q slept most of the day away and is zonked now--no doubt a combination of the over-stimulation of the crowds and his new medicine. He liked what he was awake for. Nursing, mostly. Next year he'll notice the animals and want to try to milk the pretend cow too with the big kids. Maybe it will be good therapy for him, who knows. Maybe he'll be ready for a taste of cotton candy by then.

What a day. Lots of fun. I'm glad the fair is over 'til next year.