If you live in Western Washington and listen to the radio, you’ve heard a lot of advertisements about the Puyallup Fair. Their slogans indicate, in my opinion, some recent budget cuts in marketing: “Do the Puyallup” and “Happy is Good” seem to be the front-runners for this year.
One of my deep-rooted parenting fears is that I might somehow, in a moment of inattention, lose one of my children. When we first moved to Washington, Kathy took the older three to the Evergreen Fair while I was at work, but I have flatly refused to go, ever since. I ask Kathy: “There will be hordes of people, and we’ll lose David or Sarah. Which one can you live without?” She’s not amused by that kind of talk.
This year Kathy was more insistent, and my resistance slowly crumbled. We bought the all-you-can-ride wristbands (taking out a third mortgage on our home to do so) and Kathy scoured the countryside for free tickets to get into the fairgrounds. We packed a lunch and got there early, meeting up with another couple of families.
It was quite a day. We were there for almost 11 hours, and we all (even Joshua) rode enough rides to get our money’s worth. Rachel claims to have ridden various attractions 34 times, but I can’t imagine she rode a single one beyond 33. Around supper time, we had a family council, trying to decide whether to go home or to refuel and stay a little longer.
We decided to buy roast beef sandwiches from the Young Life concession stand, a major fund-raiser for the Young Life program. We had a great time, and we didn’t lose anyone. Kathy was beat, having started the day with an early-morning dental appointment, so I sent her to bed.
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Project 365 — Day 256