The Fair

Alan...yes, ALAN...suggested we go to the fair last night. I thought he was crazy. It's expensive. It's crowded. It was cold. (It was.)

We had a blast. I wore my little heater (Loki). Ander rode rides, milked a cow (I told him his milk didn't come from mommy), and won a doggy at pick-a-duck. We ate curly fries,corn dogs,pretzels and frozen, chocolate-covered bananas. We listened to music and ran around. We talked to clowns. We watched a fire show.

Next year, we'll bring a friend for Ander. But we'll go back.

Who knew Alan could plan a fun night?

Right now (attention stalkers!), he's with the kids at the mall while mommy works from home. It's really strange. I'm a bit scared he'll forget he has a baby (only because he did once, at home), but it's nice to get some work done, uninterrupted.

Etcetera.