Fair Enough

The Johnson County Fair is in town, and since we don't have much going on these days Daddy decided to take me. Even better, we called my buddy Sydney and she came along too.

I had never been to a fair before, so I had no idea what to expect. It was mostly awesome. First off, there were all these buildings filled with all kinds of animals you could look at - kinda like the zoo. We saw cows and goats and sheep and chickens and ducks and ponies and bunnies and carnies and horsies.

Then, they have all these rides you can go on - and they don't cost any money!! You just have to give them some tickets. And they sell the tickets right by the rides, so it works out perfect!!

I had never been on a ride before, so I wasn't so sure. But then I overheard Daddy telling Sydney's dad "Oh yeah, that looks REAL safe"... so I figured it would be fine. We went on the carousel first, then headed over to these cars that looked like caterpillars. After that, we went to the jumping castle.

Unfortunately, that ate up all our tickets. So we went over to another part where you could look at tractors that we could ride for free. That was fun too.

Feelin' Groovy

OK, I will admit... last week wasn't the best. I was sick, and I couldn't go play with kids or go to Joanies or anything. Even once I got better, I had to mostly just sit around the house.

Things changed over the weekend, though. First off, my buddies from the band Baby Teeth were playing in town. And, naturally, they stayed at my house. And while the show was a little past my bedtime, the next morning I got to go out for breakfast with the boys and they gave me their new album. It rocks.

Then, on Sunday, Mommy and Daddy took me out to a blueberry farm. It was awesome. You get a bucket and get to go out and pick your own blueberries and put as many as you want in the bucket. That was fun, but then I realized that it was much easier to just pop them in your mouth. So I did that... a lot.

Coolin' Off

Got the fever in the double digits today. I figured that would be great news, and I guess it is, but I just found out I still can't go to Joanies tomorrow because I might get the other kids sick.

The jury is still out on if I can go Friday, but I tell you what. If I don't get to go, Daddy better not take my temp cuz this little girl will be pretty steamed up.

Sick Day

First off, I am feeling better. But even though my temperature is down, Daddy thought we should hang out at home today and take a sick day. Good day for it too, cuz it is raining lots.

Since I had never had a sick day before, Daddy showed me how it was done. Basically, you eat toast and crackers, drink a lot of juice and watch a show called the Price is Right.

I really liked that show because everybody is really happy all the time.

Burnin' Up

I was going to talk about how great the weekend was - we went to TWO parties, went out to eat, had some friends over for dinner and got a NEW CAR.

But, I'm sick.

Got a big fever. Triple digits. Daddy took me to the doctor and she said I have a virus.

However, I'm not going to turn this post into some pity party, so we are going to concentrate on the GOOD things about being sick.

First off, Daddy lets me do pretty much whatever I want. I don't think I've heard the word "no" since the first time he took my temperature. It's like being at Grandma's.

Second, I get control of the remote. I can just tell Daddy what I want to watch and he makes it happen.

Third, I get to eat whatever I want for dinner - no questions asked - and I get to do it downstairs. Tonight I had a plate full of crackers and raspberries while watching horsies on TV. And I got both juice AND milk. Score!!

You gotta look on the bright side.

Checkin' Up

Went to the hospital with Mommy again today. I'm getting a little worried.

Her belly keeps getting swollen. I think she got it from somebody, cuz the doctor keeps talking about some kid that is making her like that.

If I find out what kid is making my Mommy sick, I'm gonna torment it for like 16 years or something.

Class Dismissed

Today was the last day of Kindermusik for the summer. Just when I was getting used to the new class with the new teacher and the new kids, poof. It's done.

But the good news is that Daddy said we can take Kindermusik again in the fall, and it will be with my old class and my old friends and my old teacher. That will be pretty cool. Cuz nothing against this new kids, but they were a little wild.

I'm certainly not going to miss that one kid with the Supercuts-style bowl haircut, the made-up trendy name and the hands-on approach. He's the kind of spoiled punk that makes anxious to get old enough to beat somebody up.

Then again, with a name like "Hazen" I'm sure he'll get beat up plenty without me joining the party.

Weekend Recovery

Whoa... now I know how Daddy felt when he came back from Bonnaroo.

So last weekend we went back to Grandma and Grandpa's house. But it wasn't a normal-type weekend. It seemed like the whole town was partying.

The coolest thing was the parade. It's like all the cars are decorated and stuff, and there are bands and horses and... best of all... they are ALL THROWING YOU CANDY. I'm hoping to go down by the street today and see if any of the cars going past our house will throw me some.

Then there was a big party in the park with food and stuff, but I just wanted to swing.

And, of course, we had to hit the pool. I got to go down the slide, and I got to watch Daddy go down the big slide too. He also went off the high board.

Hopefully I will get my grace and coordination from Mommy.

Once we got home, it was time to recover. I slept all the way til 9:45 this morning. And then had a LOOOONG nap in the afternoon too.

Spellbound

Ooooo.... Aaaahh

Big weekend, eh? Rumor has it there will be barbuques, fireworks, parades, carnival rides, concerts, visits from Grandma and Grandpa.

I'm pretty excited.

I can't believe they are all doing this for Daddy's Birthday.

Fun 'n Games

So I've discoverd a really fun new game. I just made it up and it's all the rage. It's called "Daddy Say Uhhhggg".

The rules are simple. First, have Daddy lay on his back, then you say "Daddy say UHHHGGG" and slam both of your hands on his stomach. And when you do, he says "UHHHGGG".

As you can imagine, it's really fun. Only problem is getting Daddy to play with me. He doesn't seem to want to play anymore, so I have to sneak up on him and break out a spontaneous game.