Wolvertown

Our first fair week up here has come to an end. The good: it’s a real county fair, with lots of livestock, 4-H kids showing their animals, big pumpkins, and the opportunity to play the ponies. The rides were fun for Lindsay, especially on the first trip. We went back twice, and neither of those trips were as fun as the first (imho). The bad: one word — food. That’s right, the food pretty much sucked. I’m a sucker for the Fried Fair Food, but this stuff was B-A-D. Dripping with fry oil bad. This homemade ice cream has the texture of a sand castle bad. Which was a bummer, but I think I’ll survive (maybe even longer) without it.

This guy has been enjoying the rice and oatmeal cereals now for a couple of weeks, and recently started on the peas. If he had his way, I get the feeling he might have moved on to hamburgers and pizza by now judging from the way he watches us when we eat. He’s definitely showing a bit more than a passing resemblance to his old man these days, eh? So much so that Jenn has started to call me ‘Big Jack’ rather than calling him ‘Little Chris.’ Don’t miss the other recent photos either, there are some good shots of Lindsay on the rides.