Carmel apples smeared their faces, and cotton candy stained their little hands. French fries and funnel cakes brought pure delight as we went from ride to ride at the County Fair. Tyson was not yet here but only had a few more months before his debut. I listened to their squeals and watched their waves as they flew past me, screaming, “Hey, Mom!” Chuck became the Guinea pig for most rides, including the small compact Elsa ride. Watching him trying […]
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