Fun Fairs

 It's spring!  Well maybe not where you are, but it is here.  I know because the Fairs start in the spring.  You can't have fairs in the winter because it's too cold.  I guess they could do it inside, but where's the fun in that?

So Mom and me went to the Fountain Hills Arts & Craft Fair.  (Wait -- did I do that wrong again.  Mrs Sam says you should just use "me" in the sentence to see if it's correct.  So, Me went to the Fair.  No that's definitely not right.  Don't tell Mom I screwed up the grammar again.  She hates when anyone uses the wrong pronouns in a sentence.  You should here her when the news people do it!  She's fit to be tied!  And what the heck does that mean anyway?  Uh, oh.  I have digressed so far I'm not sure I can get back. )  Wait - We went to the fair in Fountain Hills!  That's where I was.

So Fountain Hills is 30 minutes away and we hardly ever go there.  I was watching carefully to make sure she was going the right way.  Unfortunately she was in the wrong lane when I saw the signs for the Fair.  She was listening to that old GPS she uses.  I keep telling her to just look where she is going.  But does she listen to Me?  Well sometimes.  But anyway, we finally found the fair AND a place to park.

There were soooooo many booths and people and smells.  Especially smells.  We went up and down the streets checking out everything.  I got treats along the way.  Maybe I like that part even more than the smells. Yeah, definitely like that part best.

I saw a t-shirt I tried to get Mom to buy.  It was pretty funny, but she said no.  So she took a picture for me.

I think that's the best excuse for being late for anything.  

She got some ideas for making things.  I'm thinking a bunch of relatives might be getting homemade car trash bags.  Booooring.!  I like her homemade chocolate chip cookies better.  Although for some reason, the pieces of cookie that I get, never have chocolate chips in them.  But they're still pretty yummy.  Dad likes them a lot!

We got back home and I was bushed.  (Also, it started with the thunder - I'm not big on the thunder.  But you all already know that.  I found my spot next to Dad on the couch.  That's where I like to be when the thunder starts.)

Safe and dry!  That's the best place to be when the thunder starts!

Hope you get to go to some fun fairs when your spring starts.  But get inside quick if the thunder starts.

Love, G