So we went to the fair last night without Anya. I tell you what - my feet are really starting to hurt. All this walking around stuff sucks. We wasted some time at Conservation World - boring. Then we went on rides. Ally had a blast. We got her an armband, and some tickets for us, and she went crazy. The ride operators weren't that interested in taking our tickets though, so we still have some left, so we might have to go back, because god forbid we waste that money.
So anyway... We all went on the Ferris Wheel. The last one we went on scared her, but this one was okay. It had an encloed basket instead of the typical set-up with opposing bench seat, so she wasn't scared. Then we walked all the way to the back to the Octopus, since she liked it so much at the other fair. She saw it from the Ferris Wheel and got excited. But they wouldn't let her on even though we were with her because she wasn't tall enough. She was very sad. We put her on the motorcycles a couple times and then she got to go on this assissted jumping thing. She got strapped into a harness, and jumped on a trampoline-like thing, but she could jump very high. She really liked it, but didn't think she actually had to jump. She was waiting for it to jump her. She even did a couple straddle jumps like at dance (She has been very well behaved there since I lost it that day and took her home). Let's see, there were the flying elephants, and the fake hot air balloon rides, and the giant slide, the Tilt-A-Whirl, the dragon thing you sit in and it's like a sit and spin... Lots of rides
There was a dragon roller coaster ride for kids. Now, up til this point, most of the rides didn't really care how tall she was. She went on some that she wasn't tall enough for, all by herself. No big deal. She walked up the steps to board the roller coaster, and the operator asked me if she was 36 inches. I had no idea, but very clearly the sign said she had to be, so I said "Yes, she is" He asked if I was sure, and handed her back down to stand against the pole. There was a piece of duct tape on the pole marking the height. Her head reached it just fine. But, since he was above her, he didn't think so and wouldn't let her ride. It was getting late, and Ally was getting tired, and this really hurt her feelings. it really pissed me off. She was tall enough! And he made my baby cry! GRRRR! So we walked away and started looking around at the height restrictions, and it changed the whole mood of the ride finding. Then I found a measuring sign, and stood Ally up next to it. She's almost 37 inches. GRRRR! So I took her picture with my ever-present digital camera, and marched right back over to the bad man, and made him let her on the ride. GRRR! She had a great time, and I felt all powerful and stuff. Don't mess with my baby! RRRROAAR!!!
I think Ally had a great time. She hasn't had any one-on-one time with me and Rob since Anya got here, and I think it's important that she gets a little occasionally.
While we were gone, I guess Anya wanted to go to sleep, but cried for about 20 minutes because Nancy wasn't me. She does that to Rob too. Most of the time, I can lay her down in her crib when she's sleepy, and she looks around a little and gets comfy, sicks her thumb and drifts off. She apparently doesn't do that for everyone. But, otherwise things went ok on the homefront too. Nancy even did all our dishes!! wow. Good times.