Fall Weekend Part 2-Deep Fried Goodness

What do you get when you mix a beautiful fall day + 2 wild boys + the opportunity to eat food that equals my love of porkrinds?

It's NC state fair time!  Bill and I have gone to the fair every single fall since we moved in 1999.  When Ben was a cute, squishy 5 month old we put him in his Halloween costume, a brown bear bunting, and headed out. We didn't ride many rides that year, but I don't miss the food for anything!

Simply put, it is one of my favorite things to do all year and a highlight of living in NC.
I'm in love with this family picture.  May I see the boys this happy on the hardest of days.

Gameplan: get to the fair before the midway opened to redeem our tickets, grab scratch made biscuits and be the first in line for the kiddie rides.  The kids actually both slept until 8 am after we were out later than normal seeing our friend's band play at a local pizza place on Saturday night.  We literally got them up and put them in the car without telling them the final destination only to be met with whoops and screaming when they realized where we were!

First up, Ian's shirt says it all... FEED ME, some NC state food.  Everyone got their favorites since all calories do not count if consumed at a fair.

Ever wonder what fools willingly hauls a giant stuffed Scooby Doo around the fair.  We now fall into that category, as within the first hour Bill allowed the boys to play one of the midway games.

Make that he paid some toothless carny to let each boy swing a sledge hammer. Ben took away a giant inflatable sword, Ian a hammer.

Can we just say I thought this was a bad idea.  Mom had the forethought to take a break when they were relentlessly hitting each other as well as strangers.  We stopped near a giant tree letting them pound to their hearts content. 

Yes I got some stares from those wondering if this was some type of added benefit to the Village of Yesteryear, but I just saw it as a chance to burn off energy.

Boys. Boys now with giant inflatable weapons. Thanks, Bill.

Each of us took turns riding with the boys, Ian was especially fearless and wanted to ride everything.  I could eat up his toddler cuteness in those sunglasses.

  The boys loved the monster trucks.

But not as much as mom!

Did I mention I love the fair?