We had such a lovely time at the fair, and while Reagan tuckered out 1/2 way through the day, Kate was going full steam ahead, and managed to snag a part with a scottish gent in a kilt! She felt so grownup and proud to be included in the "adults" only dance.

For some reason, she BEGGED me to take a picture of her and the pumpkins. I'm not sure what her affinity is towards pumpkins, but she loves them. She loves pumpkin pie, pumpkin seeds, pumpkin soup, pumpkin scones and I guess pumpkin pictures.

This guy was labled "Texan Pride" so I'm assuming it's a long horn. A really big longhorn. And unfortunately for us, Georgie really loved his cage.

The afternoon did warm up, so that the very last stop was the fountain. Georgie and Kate ran around and around and around, and Uncle Howell laughed at them as they screeched and screamed.