We spent several hours at the JOCO
fair last night. With Scott being in
EMS, we can watch the demolition derby from
behind the lines. It's loud, dirty and
destructive. Last year we fit the "profile"
by letting Olivia drink Gatorade from a
baby bottle. Who does that? When your
in a small town everything goes. The kids
enjoyed the animals more then I did. Something
about the oppressive heat and humidity and
stinky animals, not my cup of tea. All I could
think about was my kids little feet, and how
those little feet would be walking on my carpet
in a few hours. Made me neurotic and feisty.
The best part of the fair this year was
Scott not working the bike team, or being
in charge of the church booth.
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