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World’s Best Carnival

I had to do some work on Saturday. It was… rough. Any work on a Saturday tends to be slightly less than fun. This work? Was done at Ikea. With an angry toddler in tow. Why? Because it was our last chance to return $150 worth of crap that we bought by accident. Also? I am a crazy person.

By the end of it, I was frantically coding in the cafeteria while my child screamed and threw meatballs at my head, and Kristian glared daggers at me.

(Ok, the meatballs are an exaggeration.)

(A slight exaggeration.)

After all the screaming and crying (mostly Lilian, a little bit me), we decided that we needed to do something fun. So, we decided to head on over to the annual carnival that sets up a half mile or so from our house. I mean, what’s not to love about a carnival camped out in a movie theater parking lot across the street from a strip club?

Besides for carnies that take a rather, ummm, liberal view on height restrictions, that is.

We knew we could ride the merry-go-round and see the petting zoo, but we got to go on a whole bunch of other rides as well. Including the ferris wheel, which I actually tend to find rather terrifying.

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I am doing a cracker-jack job of teaching her how to go “wheeeeeee!!!!”

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“Look at that, sweetie! It’s a strip club! And a grocery store! And some housing projects! Aren’t you glad we went on the ferris wheel?”

We even got to go on the world’s tiniest roller coaster. I was excited to go on my first roller coaster in years. I love roller coasters, but they don’t tend to mix well with pregnancy. Or infants. Or my husband, for that matter. So I didn’t even mind that this particular roller coaster actually slows the cars down as they go down its (tiny, oh so tiny) drops.

(Let’s get real, this thing was shaped like a roller coaster, but it was basically a glorified go kart ride around a circle.)

Lilian mostly just wanted to bury her face in the protective padding. Which, come to think of it, was probably the most dangerous part of the whole experience.

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“Woo hooooo!”

I think she had fun? She seemed pretty nonplussed about the whole experience. I figured she’d either love it or hate. But… she didn’t hate it. I’ll take it.

(Mommy needs a little buddy to take to Six Flags in a few years when she’s big enough for real roller coasters.)

We saved the carousel for last, because we know how much she loves them. I think her hands were a little cold, but she still enjoyed herself.

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Our last stop at the carnival was the petting zoo. I didn’t expect big things from a petting zoo in a movie theater parking lot, but it was actually pretty decent. I mean, it had little itty bitty baby goats. And lambs. The lambs were all sleeping (I sure hope they were all sleeping!) but, still. Itty bitty goats!

Lilian approved.

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We had so much fun, I almost forgot how much I wanted to inhale and entire plate of fried dough. :p

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