Since we were awesome this last Sunday and made it into church at the crack of dawn, we rewarded ourselves appropriately:
We went to the only place on earth one can find deep fried dill pickle spears AND over-sized farm animals you have to pay a dollar to see......
the fair!
It was a joyous afternoon, full of squealing pigs {I'm not kidding, those pigs were snorting so loud it scared Chad to the core}, crazy teenagers trying to look hip in this season's most unforgiving trend - mid drift baring pieces of cotton, and of course, my baby looking intrigued as he took it all in.
Freckles, {my homeboy steer}, was so massive he scared me from behind that gate.
My men looking rugged in their flannels with that barn behind them.
Doesn't that just make you feel good?
Bessie.
All in all, it was a great way to top off a lazy Sunday afternoon.
<3
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