Yes, I know it’s still summer, but anytime our family goes to a fair involving rides, 4H and cotton candy we call it a Fall Fair. Growing up the fair was at the beginning of August, yet it was still called the Fall Fair.
Usually it’s my mom, Nana, that escorts us to the fall fair. She tells stories about life on the farm and her amazing days in 4H. The sights and smells bring out her already incredible retired Librarian storytelling abilities. Next year, Nana AND Papa are going to join us.
Today, Nana sent Papa to hangout with us. He is OC’s main man, so OC was a very happy little boy.
I even enjoyed the Ferris wheel with my boys this year. Yes, there are a lot of shifts happening for our family this summer.
I never splurge on face painting and horse rides. But I finally understand my parents philosophy of enjoying the special things that only happen once a year because they really do only happen once a year!
Life is precious my friends.
Treasure the day like a gift.
Unwrap it with your heart.