The Tradition Lives On.

I love the Fair. It is so trashy and filthy and wonderful. I find that if you embrace the experience and force yourself to ignore the repulsion that you naturally feel, it is really a fabulous evening. Here are some highlights from our annual evening of fun.

The whole Lewis clan. Mike looks really giddy, no?

Carter put away an entire corndog painted with mustard. A boy after my own heart.

Nothing says committed relationship like hands in the back pockets.

I believe that this picture speaks for itself.

This was the first year that Carter really got into the petting zoo. He was fearless.

And he even held the ducks and chicks all by himself like a big kid.

Evyn was especially fascinated by the ducks.

This picture was taken right after we saw a cow take a huge leak. Carter and Mark both thought it was hilarious. For the record, Mark is the best sport ever. Carter thinks that Mark is the 5th member of our immediate family. I love that!

Riding the carousel like such a big kid.

This girl loves to be outside and was an absolute doll tonight. She waved and talked and smiled. She even got to taste some corndog. Gotta start 'em young!

Mommy loving her babies. I am still able to squat in this picture because it was taken before the funnel cake.

Carter is strangely drawn to this robot. It terrifies him but he wants to see it up close.

My thoughts exactly!

I feel like the very hungry caterpillar- between all of us we purchased three corndogs, lemonade, pork on a stick, corn, lemonade, a turkey leg, a chalupa, and a funnel cake. I would call it an all around great night! I can hardly wait for next year.