Montoursville "Carnival"

Mitchell and I were solo this past Saturday night while Daddy was at the cabin so I decided to take him to the teensy weensy Montoursville Fair, which I called a carnival, just to get him jacked up a bit.  Too bad because there were only about 5 kiddie rides.  Oh, and then he puked all over himself and good 'ol Mommy-with 4 hour old tater tots-within 20 seconds of being there put us right at home at the Montor-tucky-festival.  We did have fun though-we shook our booties like no ones' business and had everyone telling us how much fun we were having for them!  That's what kids are for...to embarrass ourselves for the sake of their laughter, right???

love the hair!!!

he accidentally sat backwards in the train...but enjoyed the ride anyways!

Finally not afraid of the motorcycles...kinda like the tractor!

My word I love this picture!!!

water yo-yo...I sought this thing out!!!  He loves it and I swear I'll make it for all the kids who come to visit us!

So he got to climb into a real fire engine on 9/11...even though he had no idea of the symbolism I was tearing up...it was his first fire engine that he was able to get into and he was very proud-he kept asking what all the buttons/levers/switches, etc were for...of which I had no proper replies!

Aw heck I can't get this photo to rotate...the camera was confused...so just turn your head sideways and see that a joyous, fun, giggly time we were having.

My word I just love that little boy more than I ever knew I could!

Thank you Mitchell for throwing up all over me at the Montoursville "carnival"!!