The Woman Who Shall Not Be Disparaged and The Bug have now been gone for two days. It’s starting to get grim. Dinner on Day 1 was one of the most silent epochs of my life. It turns out that all of that noise I thought the “kids” were making was all coming from The Bug. Golden Boy is rather … quiet. Or perhaps he’s just sad from missing his mommy.
Whatever the cause, I decided that what we needed was more county fair. Pig racing! Cotton candy! Helicopter rides! Corn dogs! Overgrown fruit! Moldy pies! Things we’ve never seen before:
GB: What’s that daddy?
Me: That is a mechanical bull. People try to ride it as long as they can without falling off.
GB: That mechanical bull is funny. It looks like a funny horse. Two butts and nooo head.
