So we sat in the bleachers while we tasted all that the fair had to offer. Corn dogs, french fries, funnel cake and homemade lemonade. Summer loved it all. (Most likely as she is rarely ever allowed to eat anything that isn't organic and wholesome in nature). She was dancing and having a blast. THEN the bleachers filled with people of all walks of life and the pigs were released. They were playing music and everyone started to clap. Summer squealed in delight and began dancing even harder. Then it occurred to me...SHE THOUGHT THAT EVERYONE WAS CLAPPING FOR HER! She thought that everyone was cheering her on and she was dancing, clapping and getting down. It was hilarious.
OH, what it must feel like to be that loved as to think that when people clap you automatically think its for you. I hope that she never ever loses that feeling of security and love. I know I will do my best to make sure that she is well adjusted and knows how much she is treasured each and every day.

Watching the pigs race

She looks like a grown up here







