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A blog about my life as a SAHM to 4 children ages 11, 9, 3, and 9 months. The baby was diagnosed with Down syndrome at birth and in his short 9 months has taught us many life lessons. The daily ups and downs of daily life with four children will be shared here...
Real Name: Monica Crumley Member Since: August 16, 2008 Last Signed In: September 01, 2008 Blog Views: 148 Send To A Friend Sign Guestbook Add as a Friend
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It's that time of year... State Fair and corn dogs
Today I took the four kids to the California State Fair. My husband, Doug, flew to Las Vegas for the day to attend a research committee meeting. At 95 degrees here in Sacramento, it wasn't the most pleasant thing to do by myself, but I really wanted to surprise Greta, who's 3 years old, by taking her to see the Doodlebops live. It was definitely worth the trek. Nicolas and Anna took turns pushing Greta in one stroller, while I pushed John Michael in the other. I'm so glad we brought 2 strollers because it wasn't long after we arrived at the Fair that Greta exclaimed, "I can't walk anymore!"
John Michael hardly fussed at all when he and I were bonded together by sweat watching Greta dance wildly to the Doodlebops' pseudo kid rock music. I'm always humbled by how little he complains and how much the rest of us, me included, whine about the littlest things. I read somewhere that we need to be careful not to take advantage of John Michael's good nature. Kids with Down syndrome are often more easy-going, but just because he doesn't complain, doesn't mean he isn't uncomfortable or deserving of more attention. I took his sweaty, soft body and bounced him on my knee to the beat of Dee Dee, Rooney, and Moe. The higher I bounced him, the harder he giggled with joy. Anna said, "I'm bored." How could this be boring? I thought to myself. Nicolas danced on his knees alongside Greta since at 11 and 5'5" he's not exactly a little kid anymore. All in all it was a fun outing. I threatened to cut it short a few times when Greta started literally melting on me. The heat and lack of a nap were taking a toll on her little body. We managed a few more exhibits, touched a live alligator (I never realized how soft, moist and cold their skin would be) and take a monorail ride around the fairgrounds to see all the things I wouldn't be taking them to this year. We love going to the State Fair every year, but I've never gone without Doug. Tonight when Doug came home, he offered to take the kids back to the Fair for some Daddy fun. Hopefully their neon-colored hand stamps are still visible to get back in without paying again. I think John Michael and I will just enjoy a quiet evening together, maybe watch some Olympics events or take Mitzi for a walk. We'll see... 3 comments from 3 users
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posted by
creatress
on Aug 18, 2008 at 09:53 AM
I hate how expensive it is there. I always feel like I pay a few hundred (just to park, get in, and eat), then melt from the heat and mobs of people. Good thing you can duck in to see exhibits! Sounds like you had a wonderful time.
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ktja
on Aug 18, 2008 at 10:26 PM
Ah, the Doodlebops. My four year old has outgrown them and is now into Transformers. But my daughter is only 13 months....maybe the Doodlebops will make their way back into our house.
posted by
Momx4
on Aug 19, 2008 at 07:38 PM
The Fair is pretty pricey, but we just pass on a lot of extraneous stuff and bring lots of water. Giant corn dogs were $8!!!! at one place. Are you kidding me? I have a lot of mouths to feed... We sweated over to Hot Dog on a Stick and got the $3.50 size corn dogs instead while we waited for the Doodlebops to start. I also didn't do any rides, unless you consider the monorail a ride. It was fun to see the Doodlebops up close (60 ft away). I really felt for Dee Dee as she kept gently dabbing her purple sweat with a towel. I just can't imagine how hot they must've felt.
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