four corndogs, two drinks (you share, its cheaper that way), french fries with malt vinegar, two candy apples, three goldfish, a cotton rose
A chance to see a monkey ride a dog...
Looks of boredom...
Sisterly bonding...
a six year old ringing one of three hundred goldfish bolws
The smile after she had to be informed she had actually rang the bowl and now we get to take one home
The big sister learning that she does not want to spend her $5 on a chance of winning something, so if she cries maybe someone will just give her one, and yes some sweet child who had like 10 fish actually gave her two, and she got to keep her $5. Smart Kid!
The big sister taking one for the team and riding what she considers the "baby rides"
And a chance to tug on poor Bessie....
And just an update: only one fish is still with us. The other two were flushed to fishy heaven. Vivian wanted to have a flush funeral instead of a burial, so we said a few kind words and she yanked the handle down.
