Do The Puyallup

Last Sunday we went to the Puyallup Fair. It's something I enjoy doing every year, enough that I drag Tom along despite all protests and arguments to the contrary. He ends up having fun every time though, so it works out in the end. The last time we went was when Tristan was just over a year old, so it was lots of fun seeing him experience it much more interactively this time.

The fair fun started with, oddly enough, the foot massage chair. Tristan though the foot part was funny, the hand not so much. Oh and notice the blue trumpet in his hand? That was aaaaall Daddy's idea. I wanted to get him the nice quiet stuffed lizard on a leash. But Daddy thought he should have the squeaky blue toy trumpet. It sounded like an elephant on steroids. Let me put it this way, it was obnoxious enough that the carnie manning the toy stand told us how to destroy the sound making thingymajigger! You know it's gonna be bad when that's how the purchase begins! It was very good advice, however, which we took after a couple of hours of in your face squeals. Lesson Learned: Don't buy an annoying toy just because the kid wants it and your husband wants to spend less money. Spend the money and get the quiet toy.
Naiyah had a good time at the fair and was very well behaved. Shortly after we arrived she decided to hold a discussion with her toy lion. Then she proceeded to chew on his nose. Some days it really must suck to be a baby toy. From conversation partner to snack, all in one fell swoop.
Moments before this he was pointing voluntarily. Then when I actually had the camera out and ready to go, he was less than thrilled to repeat the action. Actually, he was less than thrilled with the animals. This was his reaction to a cow.
This picture pretty much summed up his reaction to all the animals. Somewhere between bored and grossed out, I think. He must've been having an off day, normally he's all over the gross stuff! Or could be that most of the animals weren't really doing anything interesting.
I thought the fact that pigs have butt cheeks was very funny. Don't ask me why.
This ride was pretty cool. They strapped the kiddos in and let them jump their little hearts out. All the while being perfectly safe. Check out the expression on Tristan's face in this photo. And see how he's hanging on for dear life? Pretty funny. Two fun facts: 1. My parents lied to get him on this ride. Not on purpose, they really did think he was 30+ pounds, but him being the shrimp he is, he's only at 26lbs. As you can see, he did just fine. 2. I think he had to pee really really bad. He hadn't gone potty for about 5 hours or so, and had drank Pepsi in the meantime. So maybe the expression was just because he had to pee. Tom and I were taking bets as to whether or not he'd have an accident on the ride. I'd have been mortified, but by the time we thought of that he was next in line and I didn't have the heart to pull him out. All was fine in the end though.
The Big Picture of the ride. He really did have a blast, I'm glad he got to go on it. Even if my mom did say the girl who was minding his jump station looked like she'd had more than a passing familiarity with the joys of weed.
We bought this adorable silver baby bracelet for Naiyah. The plan is to have the inside engraved with her name and birthdate, although that could take a while given how fast we get things done around here lately!
So, that was our fair trip in a nutshell. I'm glad we went, and am looking forward to next year's trip! (We also ended up buying a Tinkerbell costume for Naiyah, so her Halloween costume is set, YEAH! You'll have to wait for the cuteness overload of costume photos until we get closer to Halloween though.)