We went to the county fair with a few friends on Friday night.
Everett was fascinated by everything and amused by nothing. Especially the turtle whose crawl looked suspiciously familiar to his own. *side eye
And of course the food was to die for. And I mean die in the most literal way possible.
Hot mini donuts, chili dogs, funnel cakes, cheese fries, and my beloved corn dogs with mustard.
The chorus angels of the county fair food trucks sang hallelujah, and then we girls hiked up our britches and rode the fastest spinning thing we could find.
My kinda Friday night.