Have you ever seen a 17 year old “parent” yelling at their kid to “cut the line” and “dodge to the front” while a lit cigarette dangles from their mouth? Classy.
Have you ever paid $5.00 for the privilege of having the pants scared off you as you ride in the sky much higher then any human person should be ….with nothing but a few cables keeping you from certain death …on the “Sky Ryder” over 2 miles of packed parking lot turned carney heaven?
Have you ever wondered why you need a license to drive a car but anyone can have a kid?
Then you were probably at the same county fair I was this weekend! What is it about the fair that brings out the different and the strange? I witnessed screaming matches, finger wagging and foot stomping….and that was from the so called parental figures.
On more then one occasion I bit the inside of my cheek so I wouldn’t offer unsolicited advice…like you know, “It’s freakin cold out chic, put your kids sweater and coat on and stop blowing smoke into her precious pink lungs.” By the end of the night all I could do was giggle and exchange conspiratorial looks with my Hubby. We are far from perfect parents but we do at least try and put the kids safety and needs first. Sigh.
In other news, I know at the very least, I gave my girls one good belly laugh on Friday night. I was pulled from the crowd at the Pig Races to compete for a Dinner for Two. I had to complete an obstacle course and then milk a cow? Oh crap.
Here I am “Blondie” as I was dubbed, getting my instructions, my wheelbarrow and meeting my competition.
Then I milked that cow. Thank GOODNESS this cow was made of wood. This girl from the Suburbs does not have any country in her, but I won that contest! Dinner for 2 was a can of Pork and Beans with a candle taped to the side. Humiliation complete.
By the time the night was over we were stuffed with over priced fudge and elephant ears, and our arms were overflowing with a ridiculous number of carnival prizes that all the good
suckers parents win for their kids.