ALMOST FAIR TIME

It's hard to believe that another year has passed and it's nearly time for the fair to open. This will be Grace's third year of enjoying the sights and sounds of the fair.

On her first visit at age two she rode a horse named Cinnamon.

On her second visit at age three she rode the same horse.

And on her third visit that's coming up, it's likely she'll ride Cinnamon for the third time. In between fairs Grace talks about "her horse" every once in a while.

Last year Grace was limited to what she could ride because she didn't make the height on the "you can't ride if you're not this tall" sign.

This aggravated the daylights out of Grace. She was ready to take on any ride and I mean any ride but was reduced to riding the kiddie cars. Grace couldn't understand the rule of being so tall before you could ride the "big rides".

I'll have to measure Grace and see if she is tall enough this year to ride dare devils rides. I wonder if she'll still be game to ride them.

Most likely she'll want to have her face painted again. If this lovely young lady is doing the painting again, I just might get my face painted, too.


No fair is complete without animals. She especially likes the pens with baby pigs in them. For the last two years Grace has wanted her Papa to buy a baby pig for her. Apart from raising your own bacon what would I do with a pig in the backyard? Why does such a lovely young lady want a pig for a pet.

Grace is unique.

If I had a pig we could take mud baths together. We could eat like pigs. We'd have a snorting contest and then we'll squeal. We could play steal the bacon.

A pig could be my new best friend.

Oink! Oink!