It's that time of year again in Minnesota. The time to head to the fair grounds, wander around, and stuff your face.
After last year's success at the fair, I had high hopes for this year. That was my first mistake.
Ever true to his personality, Henry wasn't into the fair. I'm determined that someday, somewhere we will find an activity Henry enjoys. This just wasn't it.
From the moment we entered the fair grounds pretty much until we left Henry was whining, crying, or saying "all done" or "NO." It was oppressive, and quite frankly a little bit annoying.
I figured the animals would be fine. Turns out horses are terrible...
Sheep are scary...
And roosters are pure torture...
Bunnies -- well they're all right...
As the crowds got progressively worse, our patience wore thin. By 11:30, we were all ready to hit the road.
To his credit, Henry did enjoy the little fake farm where he did chores. He was also fan of the mini donuts {signing "more" below after the donuts ran out}, and the french fries -- if they had ketchup -- but even they were a struggle.
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