Last night, we took the girls to the fair.  Molly didn't even know what the fair was, but she was so excited she could hardly stand still.  When we got there, she was even more excited.  She couldn't wait to get on that train.

I made Sophie ride with her the first time, so she would know what it was going to do.  She did fine, but Sophie was not impressed.  But it didn't take long for Molly to want to ride with her friends.  Molly with Ava (above) and with Parker (below).

 

 

Molly was impressed with the big rides too.  She didn't really understand why she was too little to ride the tilt-a-whirl.  She really really wanted to.

 

There wasn't anything for Sophie to ride except the tilt-a-whirl.  She rode that thing over and over.  I know I would have puked if I would have been on there.  Just watching her made me a little queasy. 

 

Sadie wasn't interested.  She loves rides, but I think I made her a little nervous when I told her the rides look like they were older than me.  That's okay, I didn't want her to ride them anyway.  I was serious about them being old.  It was a little freaky.  I wonder if they have to pass a safety inspection or anything after they set up?  It's funny when you get older you start thinking about those things.  I road the mess out of all that stuff when I was younger and didn't think twice about it.

 

 

I promise Molly and Sophie were not thinking about safety.!  It never entered either one of their little minds.

 

Sophie was a good sport though.  She rode the baby rides with Molly, when I asked her to, and she rode her one little ride over and over.  She never complained. 

 

She even got Sadie to ride with her one time on the tilt-a-whirl. 

 

The complaining only started when it was time to go.  Not from Sadie and Sophie....but from Molly.