County fair

So here’s my David story finally…

David doesn’t need to read the book How to Win friends and Influence People. I think David could write that book.

There’s no question that he makes friends easily.

When David wants to rough house and run around he’s all about the boys, but when he wants someone to sit with and talk to, he can often be found with a girl. I’ve seem him do it often. Go from playing tag with the boys, to sitting with the girls during snack time at church or on the swings at the playground.

Then there was the incident at the doctor earlier this spring.

David just seems to have a particular knack for charming little girls.

At the fair last week David started talking to a little girl in line behind him while they were waiting for the Race Car ride. By the time they were ready to get on the ride, David had convinced the little girl ride with him. At first she got in the back seat. (I’ve hidden her face in the pictures. I don’t feel right about posting photos of stranger’s children on my blog without permission.)

But we told David he should at least scoot over and let her ride in the front, so he obliged.

They laughed and giggled together during the whole ride. David had so much fun that he talked her into going on the Motorcycle ride with him too. Back in line again, I heard them discussing which bike they should ride. When David said they were riding the silver one, I knew the girl had chosen. David doesn’t know the color silver yet. I think he might have picked up an older women.

David wanted to go on another ride with her, but I noticed that girl’s parents seemed a little annoyed with him following their daughter around. David can come on kind of strong. He does need to work on boundaries. But they were just little kids. I didn’t see the problem, but since it bothered the parents, I decided it was time for David to say good-bye.

He wasn’t happy, and we literally had to drag him away.

Breaking up is hard to do.

Later when we asked David what her name was he just shrugged his shoulders and said, “I didn’t ask.”

I guess she was just a fling.

I hope in the future he learns to at least ask their names.

I didn’t notice until I started going through the pictures, but the Race Car ride wasn’t David’s first encounter with the girl.

Here they are earlier on the swing.

It must have been fate.

Anyway, I’m now more convinced than ever that this is gonna be trouble when he’s older.

Trouble I tell you. Trouble.

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Last Friday Dave’s quartet sang at the Elkhart County Fair in Indiana.

It’s a huge fair. David loves to go the fair, so the two of us tagged along. Wade stayed with Grandma and Grandpa for the day.

Of course David mostly just wanted to go on the rides. He was yelling at me to stop taking pictures of him when he was on the little train. I think I was embarrassing him in front of the other kids. It’s about time. He’s been embarrassing me since he was about a year old. (Faces of innocent bystanders have been obscured.)

David is tall enough this year that he can go on many of the rides, but he had to have an adult with him on several. Dave got elected to do that.

Did I mention that it was cold and overcast that day. More like a day in October than July. But it was kind of nice to not be boiling hot while we spent the day at the fair.

I have more photos of David on the rides, but I’m saving those for my next post.

David also got to go on a pony ride.

We did get to take a little time after we hit the midway to visit the animal barns. It was a good opportunity to teach our child who’s never been on a real farm important life lessons like:

1. Don’t stand right behind a cow because it may kick you.

2. Don’t step in the manure.

3. That smell is the pigs.

One thing we got see that I thought was really cool was draft horses being prepared to be hitched up. If you’ve never seen one of these animals up close, Wow! They are enormous. His hoof is bigger than my head. But aren’t they beautiful? They’re kind of like Great Danes. You want to take one home with you because they’re so neat, but you don’t haven anywhere to keep it, and you can’t afford to feed it.

What’s a trip to the fair with0ut sampling the food? Everyone with the quartet was treated to Port-A-Pit BBQ for lunch courtesy of the fair. Anyone who lives in Michiana knows what Port-A-Pit is. It’s pretty famous there.

But I couldn’t leave without trying of the many deep-fried treats there were to choose from. Deep-fried Oreos, Snicker’s Bars, Twinkies, Captain Crunch, Cheese Cake and more I can’t remember. I picked the deep-fried S’more.

Oh. My. Word.

Heaven on a stick! It seriously was super yummy. I kind of wanted to try the deep-fried pickles too, but I thought one arty clogging treat a day was enough.

Well, that’s our day at the fair, except for my David story I’ve saved for last.

That’s the next post.

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