Summer Stories {Part 3}

Things have started to settle down a bit from the fair. It was kind of nice to have the fair be so early this year, gave us a few weeks to settle down before heading out on our next adventure: Hershey Park {more on that on Monday}. But for now, I shall regale you of the tales from fair week.

Somehow I managed to push the 250lb stroller to and from the fairgrounds {about a mile one way}, twice a day, for 7 days and only lost 2 lbs. That just somehow, doesn’t seem fair. The kids had fun though, and they were all relatively well behaved. Going around by myself I don’t let anyone but Avelyn out of the stroller, and she’s only allowed out in the morning, when there are less people around.

Ironically there seemed to be a lack of ridiculous comments made to me. Of course, there was a plethora of the whispered ones and disgusted looks. I decided that I can handle the ridiculous comments, even the nasty ones, but I really have a hard time with the looks of abject disgust on their faces. Fortunately, they’re few and far between.

We always start the day with breakfast at Baba and PopPaul’s {Matt’s parents} concession stand.

I think the kids downed about 2.5 lbs of breakfast sausage in one sitting.Then it was always off to see the animals.Checking out the baby chicks in the 4H building.Having dinner we Daddy at our stand.”This is yummy corn mom!”How we rolled one night, when I didn’t want to deal with the quad stroller. Let me just say that Jamie will not be getting worn on my back ever again, especially when walking 2+ milesWe had quite a bit of hammin’ at home too.Then it was back to the fair to eat. We ate at the fair a lot; I just do not feel like cooking that week, especially when Matt has a ton of our good food over there.Then there was that one night we invited all our friends and their kids to come to dinner at our stand.We had to get at least one picture of daddy and the kids.Then there was that one day that me, my sister, and my friend Jill snuck out of town and headed to Ikea {we had lunch at Chipotle}.More fun at the fair!Lunch on the go! Hot dogs in hand.We even sneaked in a bit of ice cream the one afternoon.

Avie even got to pet a cow…she wasn’t too keen on it.The highlight of the week was that this little girl won her first big kid bike!Of course one of these had to happen…chili cheese dog.We had to train our staff in the art of fried food.Avelyn got to milk a {fake} cow.James stole Mommy’s glasses.The highlight of course was the wooden John Deere tractor play set.With Oma, Ollie, and Aunt Kiki to watch.Then there were the ducks. My how this boy loved the ducks.**More milking of the fake cow.James loved the animals in the petting zoo.Our mandatory family picture on the last day.

**Yes, we are those awful people who put our children on a leash. I want to see you keep track of 3 kids that like to run, in opposite directions at a busy fairground ;-)

Summer Stories {Part 1}

This week, I plan on catching you all up on life inside the White House. Renovations are going strong, we’re nearing the end….there’s just a lot of detail stuff inside that’s on hold while they finish the outside. The fairs over and things are finally starting to settle down in our “new” house. I told Matthew that this weekend was the first he’s spent in our home since March.

We’ve had a pretty busy summer, beyond the renovations that have been going on. For the first 6 weeks of “Summer” the kids had swimming lessons Monday-Thursday. They all did awesomely! Unfortunately, the triplets were put back in PACA {Parent and Child Aquatics} because they weren’t 3, which made things a bit more complicated, since we had to have 3 adults every day to go in the deeper pool with them, we managed most of the time. Ave did so well in swimming that she’s moved up to Level 1, and possibly will go in Level 2 next Summer.

And 2 of my lovely helpers: Oma and Mrs. Schicky

We even convinced Daddy one time to go to the pool with us. Despite his aversion to going, he and the kids had so much fun! The were so upset at the next day’s swimming lessons because daddy wasn’t there.

It’s really a shame that none of my kids enjoy swimming in the pool.