This past weekend I took a much needed trip home to visit my parents, eat with my parents and hang with... my parents. And my two wonderful, adorable and intelligent cousins too!
The older I get the more I realize that my family is THE BEST. I don't know what I would do without. We have the best conversations together. We laugh and yell (like in a talk really loud kind of way). We smile and discuss. Sometimes even tickle and tackle, all in good fun.
Now, that I'm older I'm able to socialize with my parents in a much different way. We have real grown up conversations. For example this weekend we talked about our well and the well water we drink. We talked about pull tabs and even bought a few (we didn't win). We talked about life, growing older, traveling and people. I had so much fun basically doing nothing. Just enjoying my wonderful parents.
On Saturday, we went to the Minnesota State Fair! I haven't missed the fair once in 21 years. I definitely wasn't about to miss it this year. The fair was filled with food on a stick, power washers and trailers, dippin' dots, dancing and my favorite, my cousins :)
Ella and Tate came to the fair just to hang out. I have not seen them in sooooo long and it always makes my day visiting with them. Joking with them. I just love them. Ella and I went in the haunted house. Surprisingly, it was scary. I have not been in the haunted house since I was about ten when I peed my pants. Now, 11 years later, I sucked it up and tried it again! I probably wasn't the best one to accompany my eight year old cousin. I was most definitely more jumpy then she was. Half way through she looked at me though and trembled, "Abby, will you carry me!" I chuckled, imagining what I must look like carry this long, not so much a child anymore, through the haunted house. It was soooo fun though. The look on her face as we exited the haunted house made my night! She was so proud.
After a few breaths, Ella, Tate and I made our way to the River Raft Ride. The whole way there they joked with me saying, "Don't worry Abby. You're not going to get wet!" Tate repeating over and over, "Don't worry Abby, you're not going to get wet!" I only half believed them. Tate got soaked on the first wave. The wave hovered over him gulping him in it's attack. He was soaked. I was just smiling, thinking I made it out of this one. We made it through the whole ride when suddenly we make our last turn and I get sprayed directly in the back my a hidden fountain. I was soaked. They were just laughing.
O, the fair. The Minnesota State Fair. The best in the nation. With my family, cousins, and soooo much great food. What a splendid weekend.
Ella, Me, Tate after our collapse!
Mi Madre con los primos :)
Me and Mr. Tater Bug
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