Okay. So I am a little behind in chronicling the adventures of Team Wonderful. We’ve been a little busy. School is going well for all, and I even have an interview at the U of M College of Pharmacy on Friday. And two midterms this week. So in honor of procrastination (on studying, onpurchasing a handbag that matches my new suit, on hot gluing Try-Its on Chloë’s Brownie uniform), I bring you a trip back in time. Back when things were sticky, sweaty, mosquito-ridden, and green. And we meandered about in a Summit EPA-fog and ate the World’s Best French Fries, falafel-on-a-stick, and deep-fried veggies. We went to the art building, mostly to make the children suffer. We skipped the animal barns, because, duh, we’re vegan. And animals are not ours to use for entertainment. Other people in fanny packs and t-shirts with redneck sayings emblazoned across the back are, however, and that was glorious. We bought Chloë a bird whistle. And the baby got all political on us. We exited before the meltdowns began, and probably spent less than $80. It was a good day.
Although it proclaims to be mighty, we did not actually venture out of the kiddie midway.
The Safari Train seemed like an obvious first choice. Only because of the monkey, though.
Despite his intial excitement, the Safari Train was more terrifying than thrillifying for Rex-Goliath
I was really hoping that those animals did something. I was sorely disappointed.
Dan's attempt to thrillify Rex-Goliath
Apparently the carnie (I mean, ride guy? entertainment engineer?) has to put tape over this image (and others) in certain states. But we're not that progressive in the great old carve-a-lady's-head-in-butter state.
Fun Slide is the best name they could come up with.
I would totally let this dude on without a ticket.
Dan and Chloë catch some thrills in a dragon.
The kids on the whale-rider ride.
The topless, bubble-blowing mermaid on the whale-rider ride.
This man's sole purpose in life is to make the lives of parents difficult.
Obviously, the baby will be voting DFL this November. Fun fact: we learned of his forthcoming existence on the day Obama was elected.
Mmmmmmm. French Fries.
–Mrs. Wonderful
