We only went to one fair this summer, can you believe that? I think last year we went to about 4 or 5, and this year only one. Oh well, I guess we can always try next year.
We saw quite a few animals, the draft horse pull, a horse show, ate lots of greasy fair food, and I finally got to go on my first carnival ride! I was also allowed to eat poffertjes (sounds like pof-fridges) for the first time. Maybe “allowed” is a strong word, but I don’t recall eating these in the past and I have a sneaking suspicion that Dad may have kept them all to himself. Boy, does he love those poffertjes!
Until next time . . .