Mini-pear's dojo puts on a karate demonstration at the county fair every summer. Last year, we were only just getting into the swing of things, but this year, she was excited to participate. She's the orange belt, second from the right. The kids definitely enjoyed themselves, but as the hour wore on, the portion of the stage exposed to our strong California sunshine got a little too hot for bare feet. They had to keep moving things towards the back of the stage.
We got to see Sensei Paul, a 16th degree black belt, demonstrate some of his moves. Wouldn't want to pick a fight with him in a dark alley.
Despite my intention not to wander around the fair all day, we didn't get home until almost four o'clock. We checked out the livestock halls and found a homeschooling friend's 4-H sheep, took in some piglet races, indulged my craving for hot fried dough and sugar, and examined case after case in the gems and minerals hall (a sudden surprise interest on the part of mini-pear). No monster trucks! And I was too tired to hang around for dune buggy racing.
Mini-pear wanted to do this trampoline/bungee bounce thing the minute she saw it - probably the highlight of her day. No pregnant ladies allowed. Wah.
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