Withdrawal

I read somewhere that it can be harmful to your health to stop addictive behaviors too abruptly. So in order to avoid a sudden and possibly deadly drop in blood sugars, Millie and I made cupcakes to celebrate our friend's Lucy's first day of Kindergarten.

Tomorrow we'll deep fry our dinner salads, or maybe I'll add some bacon grease to her baba.

Last Day

Sniff sniff.

Watching Marcoux Corner with Anna.


Millie petting a horse, much to her mother's horror.


Telling all about petting the horse.


All this State Fair stuff is old news. Millie would rather play with my calculator.


Sharing a beef stick with daddy.


Beef makes Millie happy.


Going for a ride in a bee with a cute little boy. Life is good.


Yet another merry-go-round ride.


Empty streets on the state fair grounds.



Oh how we'll miss you Strawberry Rhubarb Sundaes, Deep Fried Pickles, and $6.00 lemonades. How many days till August 26, 2010?

Day 4

What can be more fun than watching the dog show with Saba?




My little fearless peanut on the swings. They go really fast, in my opinion.




Oh goody, another drummer in the family. Every mother's dream.




Off on a trolly ride with Saba and Uncle Tal.


Millie has recently developed a bizarre obsession with bees. She somehow remembered that they were in the Agriculture building, so we had to make a second visit.


Enjoying a mariachi band with Saba and Safta.


Alright, we need a fair break.

From the mouths of babes...

Millie saw the picture of her and Al Franken. She said, "Oh, that's me in my stowar (stroller). Who's that?!"

Good call Anna.

Day 3

Yesterday we had another great day at the fair, this time just us three. We met tiny piggies, politicians, and friends. I think we did everyone proud by staying 10 hours and eating our body weight in grease, cheese, and powdered sugar. Every bone in my body hurts, and I can't wait to go back Wednesday! I am about to post more photos than most of you will want to sit through, but give it a try.

Millie, meet Al. Al, meet Millie.



Millie got a newspaper hat at the Newspaper Museum. Doesn't she look excited?



This is as close as she was willing to get to the pigs. Here, she offers a stick of hay from a safe distance.



Checking out giant mama pig and her many pink babies. I always feel so sorry for that poor mama.



Learning how to milk a cow. Hey, times are tough all over.



We ran into David and the kids took a break from petting the animals to do some arts and crafts.



Being a cheese stick at the dairy building where mom got yet another strawberry rhubarb sundae.



On the Space Tower. She liked it much better this year than last.



Despite the look on her face, Millie enjoyed the afternoon parade.



After the parade, we had the brilliant idea of spreading a blanket under a tree and relaxing for a while. We thought that maybe, just maybe, Millie might even drift off. Not so much.


Instead, she got airplane rides from dad.









So we gave up on the nap and hit the kiddie midway. Millie is so small she could only go on a couple of rides, but she was fearless, while I sat on the bench chewing my finger nails and choking back tears. My tiny baby, up so high on a rickety fair ride, what was I thinking?!







Loving the dinosaur ride.



At five p.m. in the middle of the food building, Tony looked into the stroller to find this.



She woke up an hour later and we stayed until 8 pm. Whew.

And on our days off...

from the fair, we have a healthy snack with daddy on the porch.


In this case, a bana (banana).


We park cars on our lawn.


And we take a walk to Snelling for some fair food from vendors outside the main gate. I know, I'm a terrible mother, call Child Services.

Great new pics

Thanks to Alissa and her fancy shmancy new camera, we have more great shots of the kids from the first day at the fair. Take a look at Z's blog for additional pics.

Millie slowly recovering from her mid-morning crash thanks to some beignets.




Millie hates being messy. Maybe she got it from me, I dunno. Thanks Annaleigh for sharing your cookies.

Side note: who's the guy with the mic in the background? A reporter sneaking in the back of Sweet Martha's Cookies to investigate a rumor they are laced with crack perhaps? How else would you explain the long lines waiting to drop $14 for a bucket of chocolate chip cookies?

Tired kiddos. Although, a little fatigue has never stopped Zach from eating.

Thanks Alissa!