On Sunday we headed to the Tulsa State Fair (aka hillbilly central). The fairgrounds aren't far from our house, so we strapped Henry in the stroller and walked to the fair. Henry had his first carousel ride (he hated it), and that was the only ride we did because let's face it, carnies are creepy and I don't trust their assembling-of-major-rides skills. We also ate a lot. Like total fat kids. On the menu: chicken fried bacon with gravy (John), corn dog (me), corn dog made of polish sausage (John), chocolate dipped cookie dough (both of us), and red velvet funnel cake (me). To say we left with stomachaches is a huge understatement.
|Every kind of animal ever existed is dead and mounted on the wall at Woolaroc.|
|John's Uncle Steve and his amazing technicolor dreamcoat|
|Note the giraffe|
|Henry "enjoying" the carousel|