Thursday night we took Price to the AR/OK State Fair. I know he's young and won't remember any of it, but we took lots of pictures for him to look at when he's older. We went to "Old McDonalds Farm", which is like a little petting zoo. He really didn't care either way for the animals even though his Mimmie tried and tried to get him into it. After that we rode the Merry Go Round. He watched all the lights go by the whole time. I think he really liked it. I was the one who looked like a freak as I sanitized the horse with a wipe and then covered it with a blanket so he could ride. Anyone who's ever been to the fair should be able to understand that though. Every year I think it gets dirtier, yet every year I go back. What can I say? Life just isn't complete without a night of fair food and Carnies.


We met up with my BFF Chelsea, her husband Johnny, and their son Alex. Alex and Chance (who he refers to as "my friend Chance") had a good time feeding the animals. He is so cute! Here is Chelsea with Price. She's having a little girl at the end of October. I can't wait!



And as you can see, the way cool life jacket that I was so proud of was no fun at all to wear. The crying stopped as soon as we took it off.
Price with Uncle Taylor.



1) Price tries to help me put the spoon in his mouth...
2) He makes a funny face, telling me that he likes it, but doesn't really know what it is...
On Sunday afternoons we try to go to Dayton to my Dad and Steph's farm. Two Sundays ago we went and took Price on his 1st 4-wheeler ride. We went really slowly and were very careful. He really liked it though. I think he could have fallen asleep on it.
(Oh, and if you notice, Chance is wearing his golf shoes. We had been at the driving range before the farm, and he didn't bring any extra shoes. However, I FINALLY learned to hit a golf ball!)
These are just some pictures we took of each other with Price. I think he looks like such a big boy in the one with Chance.
And last, but not least, we celebrated Lindy's 16th birthday on the 11th. Here she is posing with her prize birthday present, her new hair extensions. She is crazy obsessed with having long hair (even though it's already long if you ask me). I think it all goes back to that summer when she was three and I was bored. I got this brilliant idea that I would trim her hair, but somehow it ended up looking like I had put a bowl on her head and cut around it. It was over her ears. She cried for weeks that she would "never have a ponytail again." It's taken a lot of convincing, even with my license, for her to let me touch her hair again. Hopefully it will be long enough now! 






