In true farming fashion, Ty was baling hay during our local Fiddle Festival this year, which means that the girls and I were on our own at the fried food stands and carnival. We were lucky enough to meet up with some awesome friends and wander around with them–more adults to keep track of the monsters children.

We had a mostly fun night, until we left the carousel for some other rides. Becca lost her bananas because she was too short to ride anything else. And she’s practically a 30 year old woman who knows her mind so you can imagine how well she liked being told “no” and made to stay outside the fence of the kiddie rollercoasters.

Shave ice and the FREE playground equipment to the rescue.