Final fair visit...

I've lost count how many times my boys have gone to the fair this year. It's up to four or five times with Papa and/or Papa and Grammy. They are lucky kids. Every year since Parker has been going to the fair, he's "wanted" to ride a pony. In fact a summer or two ago he saddled up on a pony, only to break down into a fit of hysteria and was promptly taken off the horse. Anyway, on his final visit to the fair, he rode a pony. A pony named Candy. Each time he circled around he would tell my mom, "I'm so happy." What a cute cowboy!