Home Town Days Are the Best Days

Seriously, is there anything better than a hometown carnival? Clay and I have attended our town's Home Town Days since we moved here three years ago. In fact, last year's event is where we fell in love with, and subsequently adopted, our Lainey girl.

 

This year, we went every. single. day. Friday, clay had to work, so I met my girlfriend Bonnie there and we caught up while our kiddos enjoyed the rides.

Saturday, I took the kids to the parade - BY MYSELF, as Clay had to work again. This is huge for me; I tend get a bit overwhelmed when I have to navigate crowds and parking and kids by myself. All the worrying for nothing though, because I found a spot to park, near the parade even!, the crowds were bearable, we had so much fun, and got loads of candy. 

We had to go back Sunday so Clay could experience the carny experience in all its glory. We said hello to the shelter we adopted Lainey from, we pet some goats and rode a couple ponies, and the kids won stuffies from their most favorite game, Shark Attack.

Great times, great times.