How Did We Miss the Strawberries?

After looking forward to our trip to the Strawberry Festival for a month (and keeping it a secret from my future pilot <- a miracle! I can't keep a surprise secret EVER!), I some how made it through the entire day only consuming half a strawberry!  It came on a toothpick in the mechanics drink.  We did however have fresh squeezed lemonade, pina-coladas, gyros, prehistoric sized turkey legs, and a fried chicken tenderloin on a stick that had to have come from poultry the size of an ostrich.  Now that the important stuff has been covered we can move on to the pictures.

 

{My Dr. Doolittle had to tour all of the animal tents.  Her latest career plan is to obtain a vetrinarian license after her pilot's license & treat people's animals in locations that can only be flown into.}

 

{It took some negotiation, but she finally let me take her picture if I promised not to make her wear the crown}

 

{My sweet and wonderful Aunt Diane let us stay at her house and joined us at the festival.  She and my future pilot had a little retail therapy.}

 

{Her cautious driving style isn't so great for bumper cars.  She never wants to hit anything!}

 

{This ride was like a tilt-a-whirl on steroids.  We rode it three times in a row.  I thought I was going to die.}

 

{Our pterodactyl leg and and ostrich-sized tenderloin}

 

After animals, shopping, rides, and food, I had one more surprise up my sleeve.....