Summer: Sat., 8/17 (NH)
We had a new activity in NH today: the Cornish Fair. Andrew went when he was a kid, but I'd never been. We all went together and started off in the animal area, where we pet cows and sheep. Greta was definitely in her happy place with the sheep. If we lived in a rural area I could see her being a 4H kid, raising and caring for sheep. They were pretty cute.
Then we watched a demonstration of a trained police dog, obeying the commands of his handler. We are inspired to make sure our own puppy is highly trained. The Dutch Shepherd was trained to "apprehend" a narcotics suspect, which he demonstrated by attacking a guy wearing a full-body padded suit. I definitely wouldn't want to cross that dog. Of course is outside the realm of what our doodle will be asked to do, but still.
Lucia was practically fainting from hunger after that, so we paused for hot dogs. I wanted a bloomin' onion for my lunch, so we got in line there next. While we waited, the girls did this cool high-flying trampoline thing, where they were in a harness that made each jump about 20 feet high. Then they had snow cones.
We went to the rides next--though I absolutely love a carnival, the weird itinerant seediness of it all, I do not love rides. The kids do, though. We let them pick four rides each. Then I introduced them to the best carnival game of all, the quarter-pushing machines, where you feed in a quarter at a time and hope that quarter pushes other quarters off a ledge. They became rabidly addicted. They won a few quarters, which they immediately put back into the machine, and Lucia won a deck of cards. They would have stayed there all day.
After a funnel cake, we left. Back home, we swam in the pond until it began to rain. We had a huge rainstorm. It paused long enough for us to eat dinner outside, but we had to make s'mores in the toaster oven once the rain started again.
L&G both read Fox Trot for their pre-bedtime reading. I could hear them in their bedroom, laughing hysterically, showing each other funny strips. The best.
Then we watched a demonstration of a trained police dog, obeying the commands of his handler. We are inspired to make sure our own puppy is highly trained. The Dutch Shepherd was trained to "apprehend" a narcotics suspect, which he demonstrated by attacking a guy wearing a full-body padded suit. I definitely wouldn't want to cross that dog. Of course is outside the realm of what our doodle will be asked to do, but still.
Lucia was practically fainting from hunger after that, so we paused for hot dogs. I wanted a bloomin' onion for my lunch, so we got in line there next. While we waited, the girls did this cool high-flying trampoline thing, where they were in a harness that made each jump about 20 feet high. Then they had snow cones.
We went to the rides next--though I absolutely love a carnival, the weird itinerant seediness of it all, I do not love rides. The kids do, though. We let them pick four rides each. Then I introduced them to the best carnival game of all, the quarter-pushing machines, where you feed in a quarter at a time and hope that quarter pushes other quarters off a ledge. They became rabidly addicted. They won a few quarters, which they immediately put back into the machine, and Lucia won a deck of cards. They would have stayed there all day.
After a funnel cake, we left. Back home, we swam in the pond until it began to rain. We had a huge rainstorm. It paused long enough for us to eat dinner outside, but we had to make s'mores in the toaster oven once the rain started again.
L&G both read Fox Trot for their pre-bedtime reading. I could hear them in their bedroom, laughing hysterically, showing each other funny strips. The best.
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