Texas State Fair

State fairs are what my dreams are made of.
(I know, they're kind of a big, dirty, crowded affair. But I'm kind of a junkie for spectacle. And they feel like a sweet farewell to summer.)
So we were pretty excited to be around in Dallas to catch the Texas State Fair. Wednesday night I picked Jason up from work, we took our canned food to get $3 admission, and we had a blast!

I took an excessive amount of pictures.
And was pretty excessively happy. My husband laughed at me when I teared up at the parade. I can't help it. Carnivals, fairs, parades--they just really bring it out in me. We were also pretty sweaty for an event in October that we left at 10pm, but Dallas has been in the 90s all week.

Here's a few glimpses:

People running the games at the midway kept calling out to Jason, "Hey Dad! Come win your baby a prize!" We were tempted a few times to try and get her a stuffed animal like the ones she kept ogling, but we opted not to get a "game card" and figured she'd probably be fine anyway.

We learned a few things. If you want to see animals, you gotta do it before sunset. We mostly just caught the cows' bathtime. (Turns out this was pretty okay, since Greta is now literally afraid of every moving creature. Including flies.)

Greta ate the whole thing up. She was running and spinning in circles. Walking around big-eyed. Going up to people running games. Waving and flirting.

I can't promise we won't go again. And I can't promise we won't post more pictures.