Four Town Fair with the Boys!

Last Saturday, Mike and I took the Blanchard boys to the Fair. Maureen had warned me that A) Luke was having some separation anxiety lately and B) it would be smart to split them up to keep the brotherly fighing to a minimum. I'm happy to report that A was true (sorry, it just makes him even cuter!), as Luke immediately whispered to me, "I'm a little apprehensive to go today," and that B was completely false. The boys were terrific and Andrew has become such a little man -- so responsible and sweet. I was so proud of him that day, what a good job you guys are doing!


Making them pose while stuck in traffic. When Mike complained about it, Luke commented, "Well, it IS to be expected." Oh, really Luke? Is it?

After stuffing our faces with fried dough, Willie shouted words of encouragement to Andrew.

Early on, Luke and I went on our own to go down some of the big slides and he hurt his arm... barely. We thought ice-cream might cheer him up. It didn't. "My arm huuurrrttsss."

We thought going on Mike's back and seeing the animals might help. As you can clearly see, it didn't. I believe this was the apprehension he was talking about. So we fed him some soda. A blue slush. All the sugar a 4-yr-old could want. "My arm STILL hurrttsss!"

So, Andrew, the sweet thing, took him on rides (first the swing ride which was "TERRIFIC!" and then the ferris wheel). "THE RIDES MADE MY ARM FEEL BETTER!"

And Willie got his wish and got to shoot the paint-ball gun at this guy dressed as the hulk.

"Lisette is our favorite aunt of all time!" They all yelled this in unison. I swear to it!

And then, finally at the end when Luke was FULLY cheered up, he won this darling toy. And this is how I sent him home. I'm sure Jim was pleased.