How To Enter The County Fair

Bless the Lord Oh my Soul…

Worship His holy name…

Sing like never before…

On this first anniversary of A Gentle Word I thought I would look back at my works…cringe, cry, laugh, humble, burst with pride…a year of my girls, a year of my Boss Man, a year of the family, the farm….but my internet is painfully slow…

so I will share my embarrassment from the County Fair…

I never entered a fair as a child so like all great Mother’s I decided to live through my Daughter…and I have entered her into the local county fair since she was a one…what can a one year old enter into the county fair..Well, I am glad you asked
A zucchini..into the zucchini art contest…and I will spare you the details and humbly show you the incriminating pictures…it was supposed to be a corn dog..yellow kid safe paint coasted with corn meal…

We did versions of this for a few years then moved up to the cupcake decorating class

When Pippi was three she decorated the cupcakes with her Auntie and Grandma…last year we squeezed in a play date and decorated our entry..the girls enjoyed licking the frosting and cupcakes more than decorating but eventually Pippi had a collection of four cupcakes that survived… and we entered those cupcakes as is…
Every year the ladies at the fair give me funny looks as I bring in Pippi’s entries..I have no idea what I am doing having never participated in 4-H so I smile and nod to all the questions…
Last year we arrived late and were told we couldn’t enter..which made me tear up..I was sleep deprived with a newborn and Pippi was so proud of these cupcakes…enter a blessed lady who realized that they were short a few entries in the baked goods classes who approved our little entry…she walked me through the process…

“Whose name do you want these entered under…your little girl?” Smile. Nod.

“Oh, did she do these all by herself?” Smile. Nod

“Oh, I see.” Smile. Nod. (What does she mean? Anyone can tell that a four year old decorated these cupcakes…why all the questions?)
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Later in the week we went back to the fair for a few carnival rides and stopped in to show Boss Man Pippi’s Cupcakes…this is what we saw

I was surprised but then remembered that the cupcake class was had only two entries…the other plate was beautiful and won grand champion…I was slightly confused as to why the cupcake had been cut in half…but went on about the carnival rides.

when we arrived to check out our entries..I noticed a penciled note on the back of our entry…”The texture was a bit dry…Please include recipe next time.” My jaw dropped…they ate the cupcake..they actually put my daughters saliva flavored frosting into their mouths and chewed and swallowed and discussed the attributes of her nose rubbing hand crafted cupcake…remind me to NEVER judge a cooking class. I laughed…tears were welling in my eyes…then I choked back my guffaws as I realized I was not going to tell anyone about this mishap until next year..as I tried sneaking out of the building we were stopped…my heart went thump thump into my throat…the Kind ladies did not want us to leave with out getting Pippi’s money.
Money? Yes, Money! Winning a blue ribbon at the county fair makes you rich enough for all your problems to disappear…

And yes Pippi did have a financial problem..you see she decided to take her cousins chew toy as they left our house to travel back to the big city..she confessed that she waited until no one was looking then grabbed the toy out of the car seat (with baby Lizzy in it watching her) and hid the evidence where “no one could find it.” Her punishment was no access to her newly acquired birthday presents until she earned enough money to mail the chew toy back to it’s rightful owner…complete with an apology picture. I thought it would take a lot of effort but she earned the money with one entry into the fair.

The moral of the story is if you steal a toy,
lick a few cupcakes and give them to people to eat..they will pay you!

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