this post is about a summer highlight in our small town – going to the fair
As much as I LOVE writing recipes & homestead posts – I started blogging back in the day as a creative way to share our life and document memories. So I will probably always include a bit of that.
Our homeschooling year is well underway. We do about three full school days (4 hours or so) a week and then have two weekdays free.
Giving the kids plenty of unstructured time and just playing and having fun is something I’m grateful we can do in this season. I fall into the trap of thinking I need to be personally entertaining them and structuring every moment sometimes. But really, learning to have downtime and enjoy life is something I don’t ever want to lose sight of.
Going to the fair
is pretty much non-negotiable. Now that the kids know to expect it every August, there’s no way of getting out of it! It’s always so, so hot – but now that they’re older they can handle long, hot days better. Isn’t it strange entering this season of motherhood, when your life doesn’t totally revolve around naps and they have enough energy to go alllll day?!
A summertime favorite for small town kids – the fair
I have lots of pictures of them like this on the carousel through the years, even as babies I’d always hold them up there on whatever one they wanted to ride. Shorty still needed a hand getting on his horse. I’m soaking up every little ounce of baby left in him before it’s gone!
If I haven’t mentioned it a million times already…
motion of most any kind is not my friend! I get sick in cars, on planes, boats, rides – I’m really a blast to hang out with let me tell ya! I’ve taken medicine before that helps some, but I stick with natural remedies across the board when at all possible and peppermint is the best thing I’ve found so far.
Which was needed on this day – because the kids convinced me to ride these giant spinning bears.
I wrote a blog post a few years ago about fearing the worst in typical, joyful situations – and the particular incident I shared happened at the fair, on the swings.
I don’t have those moments of imagining catastrophic events happening to my husband and children as much any more. Maybe it is them getting older, or maybe me changing. Who knows – I know it is something I have prayed about, for God to help me embrace freedom from fearful thoughts in joyful situations.
Moving on to a much lighter subject – Fair food
is an actual delicacy that MUST happen for me each year. There are specifics we must check off the list like giant corndogs, turkey legs, and obviously funnel cake.
Little John was ticked off at me because he wanted ice cream instead of funnel cake. But I kindly explained that ice cream is not on the fair bucket list and we can get ice cream any day, am I right?! Plus we are not wasting calories on fair ice cream when momma makes it from scratch straight out the cow you know??
Well, I got our funnel cake and he said he didn’t want any. But boy was he sure eyeing it up the whole time. Pride just couldn’t let him take a bite though! Let’s just pray I can help him harness that stubbornness into positive persistence – right? He is SO much like me. So much. Not only do we make our point, we make it known in a ten mile radius on repeat for a solid minute.
Every year, the fair marks the last month of summer, or summer coming to an end as school starts. It’s been a bittersweet time in years past.
But this year I get to have all three of them with me, as we’re full time homeschooling. I couldn’t be happier and more excited to journey through this year with them. I’m starting to see why teachers love what they do and have such passion for it. Teaching a little one to read, or a new concept – then watching them come to grasp and apply it is so precious and rewarding.
Of course, there are challenges too – but that is with any path in life. We just work through them – together.
I hope you enjoy the rest of your summer, you can find me either in the garden toting t-shirts full of veggies back to the house, or in the kitchen freezing and canning them most of the time. I love this part, when the garden work is rewarded with the harvest. But of course, the harvest work is still something, too!