I know what you are thinking… That Jana has only done like 4 posts since last years fair post, but I promise this one is going to be different. Ok, no it’s not, but you wouldn’t be my friend if you didn’t like hearing about my annual white trash fests, right? Don’t answer that.
This year Lee got sucked into the shooting game. He was trying to win us a giant stuffed banana, well for obvious reasons (you know, the fact that this blog is called JANA BANANA! sorry I guess I wasn’t sure just how obvious that was), but also because one of my kid’s favorite you tube videos is peanut butter jelly time:
Yep, that’s it. Totally annoying right? and also weirdly mesmerizing. Just wait, the next time your kid asks you to make them a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, I defy you to not sing that song while you do.
Well unfortunately Lee couldn’t quite shoot the whole star out of the paper, but the guy was cool and gave us a small banana as a consolation prize. Which in the long run, is a better prize anyway… because then you don’t have to carry around (and own) a giant stuffed banana.
Dave and Lauren met us there for a little while and the kids all wanted to play the dart game. Carmen didn’t think she’d be able to do it, but the lady talked Lee into paying for 3 darts anyway. Carmen steps up and lets the first dart fly and totally nails a balloon! We all erupted in applause, and she just stood there dumbfounded. She couldn’t believe she actually did it. It was so awesome. And hey bonus, the prize she won wasn’t alive this year!
Moseley finally got his chance to ride the ponies this year, and he is not nearly as afraid of animals as Carmen was when she was little. He is definitely all boy.
We rode some really lame kiddie rides (but hey, they loved them).
Last but not least, no trip to the fair is complete without eating some really disgustingly fatty, deep-fried food.
Ok, ok so we didn’t actually try the deep-fried butter, or the chocolate covered bacon, but I assure you… we ate plenty of unhealthy other stuff. I mean come on, I have standards. I love butter and bacon and chocolate but not that much.
Here is my cute boy chowin’.