our weekend

dear self,

next summer when you think that going to the fair sounds like a grand idea, remember this...

it costs $10 for you and your husband to go on a ride. that's right. 43 seconds of fun on the scrambler costs ten dollars. instead of getting sucked into the rides, think of all the things you could buy. each ride is 2 1/2 drinks at starbucks, or a cute shirt for finley, or a pair of baby legs. and don't think you can just go and walk around without spending money. some way, somehow, a certain someone (Brian) will get suckered into buying something ridiculous (like maybe a crib-sized silk duvet for finley).

Remember all the 40 year old men wearing shirts that say such sexually vulgar things that you accidentally throw up a tiny bit in your mouth. And then remember how you shed a few tears when you realized that creepy mc creeperson is wearing that shirt while holding hands with his 10 year daughter. in short, unless you want to take out a second mortgage on your home...don't decide to go to the fair next year.

ok, so while the rides were a HUGE rip-off, we actually did have fun. Finley loved checking out all the animals, and she even got to pet a few. All the lights, sounds, and crazy people gave her lots to look at. which is a good thing, considering she was running on zero sleep. and even though i can think of thousands of things i'd rather spend the money on, we had a great time going on the rides, and indulging in some sort of deliciousness that tasted like fried air.

hanging out with the big girls

waiting for take off

during the ride

Our yearly photo on the swings
he got yelled at over the loudspeaker for "twisting" during the ride.

In other news, Finley has finally outgrown her strawberry pajamas. These are no ordinary pajamas. She has had these p.j.s in every size since she was born. Unfortunately, they don't make them any bigger, otherwise she'd be wearing these jammies in high school. These are the pjs that led to us calling her "our little strawberry bon bon". It was a sad night when I dressed her in strawberry jammies for the last time. Yes, incase you are wondering...I get VERY attached to some of her special clothes. Maybe I'll make a pillow of them them. (that's a joke, mimi..put your thread away)
Saturday we went to Gene Coulon Park for fish n' chips, a walk along the water, and some fun on the toys.