Dirty Thirty

Last Friday, I, along with my twin sister, turned the big 3-0. To celebrate, we decided to do two things. First, I threw myself a party. It was a pretty cool party, if I do say so myself. I did a Spanish theme and had tapas, sangria, churros and that really rich hot chocolate. And, then, we had a nostalgia weekend in my hometown of Tulare. The Tulare County Fair was last weekend, so Wesley had his first fair experience. Besides being H-O-T, it was pretty darn cool.  We ate every fair food we fancied, including, but not limited to, funnel cakes, deep-fried twinkies, and cinnamon rolls. We are still paying for those choices, let me tell you!

It is really important for me that Wesley grows up with some appreciation of animals and farming. If we stay in Orange County, aka Uber-Suburbia, he risks not knowing that a cow is a real animal and not akin to a unicorn.  So this weekend, I was off to a good start. He came face to face with sheep, goats, pigs, and cows.  Although we forgot our camera {hits head}, we were able to snap a few photos on my phone.

Now for the show and tell:

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