The county fair is a big deal for a 4-Her. I know because I was one once upon a time. I lived for the fair. My projects would range from cooking to animals. This all took place in the 80′s and early 90′s. Back then fairs were still quite popular and quite well attended. When I started showing my beef projects, There were 3 full barns of beef cattle. Now beef and dairy are in one barn and there is room to spare. Those were the good ol’ days.
Fast forward 15-20 years and we moved to another state and another fair. Our fair now is the Lafayette County fair and it is still a decent fair and a family can make a fun night of entertainment out of it. My kids are too young right now to be in 4-H, but don’t think I don’t brainwash them about how much fun we are going to have as soon as they are old enough. I show them where our cattle will be, where Cori’s flower arrangements will be judged, where the chickens will stay for the week. I just want them to have as much fun at their fair as I did at mine growing up.
Last night was stock car races at the fair. It’s not my favorite thing or even on my list to ever see again, but its got its own appeal I guess you could say. It wasn’t torture. I enjoy watching the crowd more than anything. We were sitting by several families that had loved ones racing and it was fun to watch the race and feel their excitement. We cheered as other cars spun out. I didn’t quite understand that. Maybe it’s bonus points if you get someone else to spin out.
My daughter, asked me, before the night was over, what was my favorite part about the evening. I had to think a minute because we were just having an all around fun evening it is hard to pick out your favorite part. I told her that it was the chickens. I love the fair chickens. I like to see the different breeds that people bring in. The meat birds are so funny if you are not used to seeing a bird bred to produce meat. They are huge compared to a regular chicken. Her favorite part was the rides. Both kids brought their “egg” money (money for selling their chicken eggs) and got to ride a few rides. When I was her age, I’m pretty sure that was my favorite part also. Now I can’t even look at any ride that goes in a circle.
The Farm Wife