What is the big fall event in a southern town? Any guesses?
The County Fair.
And guess what?
I have never taken my children.
I just don’t love the fair.
But my teens have been….once they were old enough to drive.
So Alex went all day yesterday and arrived home late last night with three friends. Three friends who swim in a glass bowl.
Yep, carnival goldfish.
He named them Darth Vader, Joseph Stalin, and Piranha.
And just a short twenty-four hours later, we have celebrated two burials at sea. Only Joseph Stalin still lives. But for how much longer?
With the arrival of the fair is the arrival of fall. Today actually felt like fall. Amazing! We hit a high of 68 degrees but that did not stop my girls from playing outside in shorts and barefeet.
Based on those nasty feet, they must think we live in Alabama or something….
Welcome to the south. =)