Never again.
Five minutes after walking in both of the girls' legs no longer worked and they wanted to be carried. We had to constantly find distractions to help them forget about being carried. One of those distractions was a promise to ride the Ferris wheel. That is until I realized that it was going to be around forty dollars for all of us to ride ...renege...renege...renege. Cheapy Cheaperton caught up to me and I just couldn't fork over that kind of cash for such a ridiculous ride. So yeah, it was the State Fair turned into broken promises and shattered dreams.
Don't we look happy? I mean the kids have their faces in the middle of giant flowers for crying out loud!!
