Our eldest daughter is proving herself to be a gaming genius. Or as George Costanzo would pronounce, jeen-ee-us.You know those carnival games that are impossible to win? She wins them. We thought it was a freak instance of luck when at age 6 she beat all the adults who were shooting at moving ducks, but she's continued to dominate as she's grown.
The rest of us plop down our money, miss the target, and walk away empty-handed. My daughter plops down her money, flings darts at balloons, and walks away with a huge yellow monkey.
The twins were obsessed with the farm animals, particularly the baby chicks.
I finally had to drag them away from the tub, so some of the other kids could have a chance to ooh and aah over the little cheepers.
As our husband led us over to look at the four-wheelers and R/V campers, we happened upon a booth containing a small group of face painting jeen-ee-us-es. The twins asked for the Jewel Princess look . . .
Dinner last night: corn dogs, gyro sandwiches, cotton candy, kettle corn
Exactly two years ago: