Bloomsburg Fair

It's official.  I have definately passed on the "love-of-the-Bloomsburg-Fair" gene to Annalise.  We went for a little bit everyday except for the two that it rained, and she loved it!  In fact, one day as I was putting her down for a nap (after we had just spent the entire morning and early afternoon at the fair) she muttered as she was drifting off "more fair, mommy".  That same day when she woke up the first thing she asked for was to go back to the fair and indeed we did.  No one ever has to twist my air to go to the fair!  Here are some pictures of what seemed to be Annalise's favorite things at the fair this past week.

 

 Annalise loved the Butterfly house

 In the house there were Q-Tips with a sweet substance on it.  The butterflies would land on the Q-Tip to "eat" it.  Annalise was very serious about holding the butterfly.  She kept saying, "I be careful, Mommy." 

 Eyeballing the fountain behind her.  She was also being careful so she didn't fall in!

One the quest for another butterfly.

 One hitched a ride on the back of her shirt!

 Eating dinner with Aunt Emmy.

 Something was obviously funny here.  Could it be she thought it was funny to make Emmy panicked? (He He, Em)

Playing the duck game with Emmy.  This is where she got her beloved butterfly that she now runs around the house with.

 Playing in the corn.  I swear she could have spent hours here.

 Chillin' with Tigger

 Annalise loved this baby calf.  She talked about it from the first night that we saw it.  The day we went down with my mom, we let her go sit with it.

Gram getting Anna situated for a picture.

 As she was petting it she kept saying "Hi Buddy!"

 Still gently petting her.

 I was kind of surprised that she liked the horse races as much as she did.  Anna really enjoyed them though and was disappointed when they were over.

 Watching the races.

 My mom and I took Anna on a horse drawn carriage ride.  I was trying to get a picture but she wouldn't look because.....

 ...she was busy watching the horse behinds saying "Clip Clop! Clip Clop!"

 This was Annalise's version of a "parade wave" to "her public" as she was in the carriage.

I think each day she asked to see the chickens.  So we did even though my heart was POUNDING every moment that we were in that building.  She especially liked the little peeps!