Watch out for those pigs!

I left work a little early yesterday. We packed up the wagon, a blanket, sweatshirts, and the camera, into the Explorer and it was off to the County Fair!

We walked through the 4H animals, the horses, the cows, the pigs, and the sheep with Jacob in the wagon. He watched them all intently and babbled some baby jabbering every once in a while. The pig barn however, is pretty close quarters. It was feeding time, and those pigs like to stick their snouts out of their pens and they OINK! Jacob would pull his hands into the wagon and lean way over to the other side of the wagon. We did have an instance of pigs on both sides sniffing for food at this wagon, and little Jacob, he'd just stiffen right up, straight as a board! He never whimpered, and he never cried. We didn't think to get a picture until it was too late and when we went through again the pigs had lost interest. But, boy, his eyes were like saucers. He couldn't look at everything fast enough.

We walked around the fair a little, visited some of the merchant booths. The County Fire Fighters were on hand and we ran into our friend, Shaun who was recently promoted to Deputy Fire Chief and another friend, George (Jeremy played softball with him and both George's son and daughter worked for Jeremy). Jacob got to sit in the big fire truck and "drive". George even let him wear his fire helmet. It almost knocked Jacob over.

Jacob also has learned his first sentence - sort of. He now says "I want". After we left the firefighters, we went to find some fine fair junk food and listened to "I want" over and over after we bought a bag of cinnamon roasted almonds. We finally found him a bag of caramel corn (Jacob had his dinner before we left home! Yes, I'm one of those moms.) to keep him busy while we ate our hot dogs and greasy, fair fries. Jacob started in with "CAR!" over and over so Jeremy took him to watch one of the rides while I packed up. I went to join them and Jacob was dancing to roll-out-the-barrel polka while watching this monster truck ride going around. This kid just loves music and he's got some moves! I'm not sure I like the polka thing though.

We moved on to the deep fried pickle stand and found the hot dog ladies selling their dogs at half as much as the hot dogs we'd just eaten and realized that this might be our last year at the fair without having to buy tickets for the rides and that next year, Jacob would likely be ready for fair food too.

We left the pickle stand with Daddy pulling the wagon, Jacob pushing from behind and Momma, with the pickles, bringing up the tail, heading down the hill and back to the car. My baby turned into a little boy so fast. They tell me he'll enjoy the fair even more next year. Maybe the pigs won't be so bad then.