Amusement.

As if Disneyland weren't enough for one year, we took the kids to the Puyallup Fair on Saturday. 

I want to write about how much fun we had and how great the weather and the crowds were. 

But I can't.  So avert your eyes if you're opposed to cranky-talk.

We've been before and it was great.

But this year sucked.

What is usually a 45-minute drive took us two hours (apparently we weren't the only ones who wanted to do it at a trot or do it at a gallop).

It was 80 degrees (which is GREAT if you've dressed yourself for the weather - which I, of course, did not do).

There were, quite literally, 62 million people in attendance.  No room to walk.  Long lines.  And it was hot (or did I already say that?).

And Henry wasn't tall enough to ride the rollercoaster.

SHIZER! 

Okay - enough with the crankiness.

There was one really fabulous bright spot. 

The boat ride.  

The kids loved it.  We loved it.  The water was cool.

The memory of that boat ride is going to be what brings us back to the Puyallup next year.  It's like having a baby, I suppose.  You forget the heat and the yelling and the inappropriately dressed teens. 

And just remember the ride.