Ah yes, the Randolph Fair. Every year for the past 4-5 years, Kristy and I head into Randolph on the first night its open to watch the demolition derby with a bunch of our friends Jimmy, Amanda, Erin, Danny, and Nikki, plus a few others.
This year, Kristy wasn't feeling the derby while being 24ish weeks pregnant. So, since Morgan had just spent the entire afternoon at the fair riding rides, why not take her back with me to watch the derby?
The only thought that crossed my mind was whether or not it would be too loud for her, seeing how most of them go with dual stacks sticking straight out of their engine.
Morgan, however, surprised me and loved it! She yelled with the crowd during each round's countdown with "5, 4, 3, 2, 1, GO!"
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| The second of two fires that we had to sit through. |
We spent 2 hours at the derby, and would have stayed even longer had it not been so late with the 1 hour delay starting and the 30 minutes it took for the two gas leaks to burn off the track. I asked Morgan to stand against the fence before we left to take a picture. Just as I pushed the button, she went from smiling to this face, to which some lady walked behind me and said "Oh what a ham." Ham, sure, we'll go with that!
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