(Our kiddos: This has become our traditional "stop for a picture" spot - in front of the Centennial Building.)
This past weekend we attended the Oklahoma State Fair, a tradition that began 30 years ago. In those 30 years, we missed one year - the year our daughter was born - 20 years ago. Wow!
As I walked around this year, I thought of how many times we had been there. I miss the stroller.
(I'm trying to make sure we get pictures of us together because some day that will be really important. I failed at getting all six of us together!)Not so much having to manuver a stroller through crowds of people, or even the whole aspect of having toddlers (though I do really miss that stage), but mostly because we always had a place to store our stuff! :)
(Joe tried to make the hammer bang hard enough to make the little ball thing hit the bell on top. He didn't do it, but it went pretty far!)Traditions are huge to me. They are huge to our family. This tradition is important to us. Not that we "have to go to the fair". But we know that on one weekend in September, we will be together - at least for a few hours - doing something we've always done. The important part is being together.
The boys were racing!
This is true even at Walt Disney World! But these aren't too bad.
The celebration ended with Christmas. Aren't those cute costumes?
Joe missed the ice show. He had to go perform a wedding ceremony.
So we offered his ticket to our daughter's roommate and best friend. She was excited!
Thanks for the memories, Oklahoma State Fair! It's been 30 great years!