
Today we started what I hope will become one of our new Thanksgiving traditions- going to the Rockton fair. Not to be done for infinity of course, but at least for as long as the kids want to go & don't need to be dragged there to spend time with Mom & Dad.Our day got off to a bumpy start with Sydney puking, for the first time in her life, in the parking lot going into swimming lessons. Her reaction was priceless. She immediately said "Oh dear" and I think was looking to me to see what my reaction was, but I was rather concerned since the child was acting normal & has never puked EVER! She then commented that she "made a mess" and I reassured her that it was OK. Not too sure why she was sick because she was fine before and fine all day after. After swimming she fell backwards off the bench in the changeroom & bonked her head. No bump to be felt, but there were a lot of tears over that one, "OUCH". When we got home, we learned that Jason had had a similar experience with his Dad due to an unlocked arm on the carseat causing him to take a tumble forward and do a face plant. Our poor children have more bumps and bruises than seems to be their fair share.
At the fair, Jason did not sleep through the whole experience and was a very happy guy in the time that he was awake & yet I still did not take a picture of him- poor second child. The only time we took the camera out was when Sydney was on the carousel- which she loved!
















































