As a kid, the end of summer (and the realization that two weeks from TODAY, I will be in my classroom teaching means that yes, it is truly the end of summer) meant one thing: the fair.
Rides, games, junk food, fun with friends and family, and oh, did I mention the junk food? As an adult, it still means the same, but through eyes that are not my own.
I watched Tommy try (and love) his first elephant ear. I helped Luke devour a smorgasbord (orgasbord) of fried food (corn dogs, elephant ears, fried rice, fresh cut french fries, oh my!). Together, we rode on the ferris wheel, enjoying the sights but lamenting the lack of seatbelts (okay, maybe that part was just me).