Let the big recap of Riley’s school fair begin! Settle in, people; this is a long one.
When Kenny got home from work last Friday night, we fed the boys dinner, packed up a few drinks, and headed to Riley’s school.
We didn’t go the first night last year, but it’s apparently the most well-attended portion of the fair. And it was easy to see why. Lots of people were out having a good time at the start of a weekend: the band was rocking, the oysters were charbroiling, and the rides were soaring.
We bit the bullet and bought Riley a “megaband,” which allowed him unlimited rides all weekend long. We weren’t sure the money would be worth it (especially once we realized he was a bit sick), but it ended up being money very well spent.
Towards the end of the night, Riley begged and begged for silly string, so Kenny and I relented and bought him a can (green, of course). He sprayed some of it and decided to save the rest for the next day. Smart kid.
Kenny took the boys home shortly after that, while I stayed to work the food tickets booth with Dana and Diana. We had a great time working and chatting and listening to Bag of Donuts play. Such a fun night.
Our first order of business the next day was Riley’s fair dance. After that, it was rides, rides, and more rides. This year was better since Riley had so many friends to run around with. He’s known some of these kids for more than a year now, and we’ve gotten to know some of their parents. The kids jumped from ride to ride, and the adults just followed along behind with our beers. Fun for everyone!
We took a break for lunch, much to Riley’s dismay, and to watch Alcee and Claire have their turns on the big stage. Riley occupied himself with his silly string while we waited for the girls to be finished.
Riley also suckered me into letting him play a fishing game to win a big blow-up Spideman, mostly because he had seen Colin carrying one around the night before. Success!
The weather was so nice all weekend long, and I loved being outside for so much of it. I even got to go on a few of the rides with my boy. This tall slide was my favorite.
And the little one? Not surprisingly, all he wanted to do was walk. While I stayed with Riley, Rory and Kenny would disappear for 20-minute increments now and then so he could walk up and down various ramps around campus. Happy as a clam.
He finally crashed in my arms around 3:30 that afternoon. I held him for a bit then lay him in the stroller, where he slept for about 45 minutes. Then Kenny picked him up and he slept more in his arms. In fact, we couldn’t wake the child up very easily. He was beat after all that walking.
While Rory was sleeping, Riley hung out with Claire, Kolston, and Samuel. This was when Riley started to slow down, but he kept saying he wanted to stay and ride more rides. So we did. Then we took our new Spiderman home for a good night’s sleep all around.
Since we were all still pretty exhausted, we didn’t go back out to the fair on Sunday until after the Saints game was over. (Boo.) Riley was feeling much better after lots of rest, and he was excited to see his friends again. He spotted Alcee and Jack right away, and Claire showed up about an hour later. They all had fun getting in as many rides as they could before the end of the fair. Rory mostly played on the ramp by the ferris wheel, and he had his first taste of funnel cake.
We stayed at the fair until after dark. The last thing we did was let Riley expend the rest of his silly string, while Rory walked around even more. Riley had some trouble pressing down on the top of the can but he eventually got the hang of it enough to decorate the ground. And himself.
We picked up dinner on the way home, fed and bathed the kids, and got them into bed. Riley didn’t have school the next day, and he ended up sleeping until 9am that morning. What a weekend.
Riley is already asking when he can go back to the fair, and I think he’s mighty disappointed he has to wait a whole year before it happens again. Hopefully the fact that Christmas is coming up will distract him enough.
Then again, that means I have lots to do. Yikes.
Have a wonderful weekend, everyone!
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