The Carnival Came to Town!

In our small town, there are only a few things to do. A few festivals, a parade or two, a classic car show... and the carnival! So, of course we had to go. Myself, I'm not the biggest fan of put-together-by-crack-heads carnivals, but I sucked it up and went.

And guess what? It was a blast!

Elliot could only ride a few of the rides, so we did those. Over and over and over. In the picture above, I know that he looks as if he's not having any fun at all, but really, he's concentrating so hard on having the time of his life, he forgets to smile.

Above, if you look really hard, you can see me in the next horse. Well, I was so nervous that he would fall off, that I was trying to hold on to him. Every time I put my hand on his leg though, he would push it off with a defiant "naaa!". (He survived)

The disappointment of not being allowed on the Zipper is setting in....