Contrary to what it sounded like, we did actually do some things at the Fair besides eat.
Anja gawked at some rides on the Midway. She loves anything that spins and goes up high.
She also got to experience her first ride at a fair: the carousel. She chose a very rickety goat. I don’t think I’d ever ridden a carousel A) while pregnant or B) standing and facing outward. Round-and-round rides don’t usually bother me; I got queasy this time.
Once Anja realized she could actually ride the rides and not just watch, however, she became assertive, asking if she could go on everything we passed. Thankfully she was pacified with promises of “next time,” even though that concept doesn’t sit well with her age group.
At one point, we actually got her to fall asleep, and we used the better part of an hour to peruse the art submissions, which are always a treat.
I also spent a little of the time being a dork.
The bands in the afternoon parade woke her, and we continued on with our eating, animal-viewing, and people-watching. A day well-spent.