A Fair Time

We decided to take G to the fair for the very first time. We had a lot of fun, but it was HOT. I honestly don't think I had ever been that hot in my life. It was so uncomfortable and sticky and just not a pretty sight. Needless to say, we did the "rushed" version of the fair and spent a small fortune while doing it (we were both fair virgins and had no idea how much it would cost-lets just say lesson learned.)

This pic is of G not on the day of the fair, but cute nonetheless.

We started with the petting zoo because it was the only shaded area of the fair. I felt so sorry for the animals because you could tell they were in heat comas. Even the baby cows were laying down and couldn't be enticed with the little feed cups. It was a pitiful sight. We hadn't even been there for 10 minutes and you can already see G's cheeks getting really red and really fast.

She loved the baby chicks. She would walk by them, point and say some form of G gibberish that we assume meant baby chick.

Her favorite ride was the carousel (she only had 2 to choose from since she was only allowed to ride the carousel and the ferris wheel.) She really did love it though and I'm thinking it had to do something with the nice breeze she was getting.

"Hi Daaaaa!"

Ferris wheel made her a little nervous, but it was a beautiful sight. Lexington is so beautiful and green.



Now the part that I hate to admit. You would think after all this complaining I've done about the heat that there was no way we would order a steaming hot funnel cake, right? Wrong! We're fatties and if I'm being completely honest the funnel cake was the only reason we went. We did order a small snow cone to go with it though to cool us off while we ate it. Piping hot funnel cake + oppressive heat= something I really don't want to talk about. Let's just say it got eaten, but it wasn't pretty.

G wanted nothing to do with the funnel cake, but was obsessed with the snow cone. Smart girl.

Life lesson #358- Don't attend fair when there is a heat advisory.

A Wagon Ride

Lately, we have been trying to beat the heat by coming up with fun little ways of keeping Gattlyn entertained while staying cool. It has been way too hot to spend the day at the park or even at our apt. pool so unfortunately G has been doing a lot of staying in. In the evenings, however, we have been taking her out for a little wagon ride around the block. G is getting at the age where she is starting to insist on certain toys accompanying us places. She has a favorite blankie for everyday errands, but this wagon trip she insisted on her favorite doll. It's the cutest thing seeing her become attached to her toys and starting to really interact with them.

Here she is showing her doll all the exciting sights such as leaves, grass and dogs.

She loves her doll!

She was being so cute and attentive with her doll the whole ride. The doll has a magnetic binkie that sticks to its mouth so when it would fall G would pick it up for her and put it back. We even commented on how cute she was being until we heard her say "uh-oh" and then start to laugh. We didn't think much about it and kept walking. Still, over and over she was saying "uh-oh" and laughing. Finally, I looked back to see what she was laughing at and saw the doll was missing! She was about 20 feet behind us on the ground. G managed to unbuckle her doll and throw her overboard. I guess she wanted to be the only baby in the wagon.

The Farm Life

My parents own a cute little farm in Giles, VA. Right now it's their favorite home away from home, but they plan to eventually make it their permanent home. My mother has been begging me to bring G out there ever since her birth. I was never against it we just never really had the time. Well, the time came and mom was in heaven. However, after our many vacations recently (farm, beach, pools...etc) I'm starting to worry that we are raising a wuss! G hates nature and the outdoors. She can't stand the feel of grass without shoes on (she hates sand too.) I'm hoping this is a stage because I loved the outdoors when I was little. Tate, however, was a different story. He was and still is a big advocate for the indoors, TV, and carpet. Only time will tell with G (keep your fingers crossed.)

*For some reason lately, I'm not bringing out my camera as much as I'd like to. Again, I've failed to get as many pictures as I wanted. Boo and hiss.

G liked Magic more at a distance.

Cousin D went with us and really kept G busy.

G loved the turtles! (maybe because she got to be the boss of them)

Magic

She's a farm girl now.

Looking at the cows- she started to squeal when she saw them for the first time.

We were only able to stay one night, but we had such a fun time (except the fact we had no water while we were out there, but that just added to the experience, right?) Can't wait to take G again when she's a little older and perhaps a little less of a wuss.

A New Do

So, it was finally time for G to receive her very first hair cut. My sister is a hairdresser (an amazing one at that) so when we went to visit her I figured it was perfect time to get it done. I was ready to just plop her in the chair and get going, but my sister stopped me and asked "aren't you missing something?" Ummm.....no? "You're camera!" Oops. I had no idea the first hair cut was a big deal and that I was supposed to document it. I had to go searching for the camera, I finally found it and then it was finally to get started. I have to say I am glad sis suggested the camera because G was just so cute in the chair (sitting on her cousin's lap) with her cape on. She acted like such a big girl that it actually made me a little weepy.

Here's her before photo...

Here she is with the stylist and the human chair (aka Aunt Ry and cousin D)

After...

I have to say I was a little nervous to cut her hair (because there's practically nothing there to begin with), but after the cut it made her curls curlier and her hair look thicker. Grateful to have such a talented hairdressing, skin caring, make-up applying sister!