As a Minnesotan, I know that summer is coming to an end when the State Fair begins. As someone who lives in Roseville (is that a Rosevillian or a Rosevillite?), I know that the State Fair has begun when my commute time on Hwy 36 triples! I don't even think about going to Rosedale, Target or Rainbow during this 12 day stretch....
Yesterday, the State Fair began. Over a million people will attend the fair. Last year, 1,788,512 people attended. Stacy and I were two of them. Grayson attended in-utero, so it was really like 1,788.512.5 attended last year!
Tomorrow, Grayson will attend for the first time as a whole person, and I can't wait to see the look on his face as he takes in the smells of everything being fried and sees a horse for the first time. I'm hoping that the Fair becomes an annual tradition for him. I can't wait to see him go down the green slide for the first time (probably a bit young for that yet, but within the next few years, he will take a trip down it). In a few years, he will taste a corn dog and a pronto pup; he will have to decide if he will stick with one or the other for the rest of his life, or maybe he will enjoy them for their nuanced differences. There will be Martha's cookies, a bucket of french fries... all the milk he can drink. We will also have to stop by Ole's Canoles just to say hello to an old friend.
Looking forward to reporting on his first trip tomorrow evening. Until then, avoid Snelling.
And when Grayson asks for money from you so he can go with his friends, be smarter than your mother was (it's a given this won't be a problem!) and explain HIS money gets spent first and YOUR money is last. Maybe you'll even get some change back.
ReplyDeleteI always spend your money first, Mom!
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