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Posted by: Eddie2sox Saturday 24th February 2007, 10:48pm
Last edited 24/02/2007 10:48pm by Eddie2sox

It's just another town fair, but KL takes it upon itself to endow it with some old, poncey rubbish to attract tourists....

Today Sam was here and last night we decided to go to the fair today, WHATEVER the weather. Picked Sam up from nursery at half three yesterday and we had chip butties for tea (it's what his mummy's been giving him on a Friday night) before a nice bath and playtime then bed. Lovely bedtime actually, Sam told me two or three times "Daddy I really love you" before eventually nodding off.

Saturday dawns, Sam had a good night's sleep, Daddy didn't cos he never does when Sam's around. We did enjoy a nice morning just playing, reading, sticking, racing, with a spot of brekkie chucked in. Sam had his first portion of Annabel Karmel's "Kid's Chicken Curry" for dinner.......started off eating just the rice til I said he should try the curry.....try a big piece of chicken.......he spooned up some sauce and a chunk of chicken.....pushed it into his mouth with a look that said "I will not like this Daddy, and I told you so"......however! After a second or two his expression changed to "Actually this is very lovely, and I want to eat more of it, but I will not say so because I will look silly". So he scoffed a lot of that til he was full, result!

So, it took a while for the after effects to wear off the little champ, but eventually we set off for the fair. Came back 5 minutes later so Sam could have a wee, then set of again. Saw Big Roy, yelled and waved. Arrived at Tuesday Market Place at 2.

Well, we had a FANTASTIC time at the fair! Sam was really excited with all the noise and music and people. First ride we saw was the dodgems.....Sam seemed a little unsure so I said let's watch for a while then you can decide if you want to have a go. He did! So we found a dodgem car and climbed inside. Strapped Sam in, put me arm round him, and although he said otherwise he looked a little scared! Eventually we got rolling, and we managed a few laps (deliberately) on the edges, driving without bumping. Then, naturally, someone bashed us, Sam laughed, and I knew it would be OK. We spent the rest of the ride hunting down whichever car Sam took a fancy to, while occasionally being whacked by someone else. Fantastically, towards the end, Sam took over steering, and completely obliterated two of our rival cars, side on, full speed, laughing while he did it. Maybe he did take in some of last summer's banger racing after all?

After that we went on a tour of the fair, Sam hopping on rides left, right and centre. The big wheel, Helicopters, Mini-Vehicles, Crazy Cottage, Harleys, Mini Trains, you name it. One ride he was initially wary of but decided to try in the end was the Mini-Waltzers.....he enjoyed the ride a lot, until the point that the woman operator gave him an extra spin. After that he LOVED it, laughing like a drain and trying to focus on me every time he passed - usually unsuccessfully. I think this whetted his appetite for the big surprise later on.....

After the rides we decided to have a go at a couple of "Win A Prize" stalls. Sam picked the Hook A Penguin and the Hook A Character From Top Film "Cars" stalls, and obviously won a prize on each. However, at 3 years old, winning a prize for Sam was a real achievement not just a giveaway! Well done Son! He won a police officer set and a Coca-Cola articulated toy lorry. Tat, but absolute hard-earned treasure for my brilliant little boy!

And then...."Can we go on that Daddy?"

"The waltzers? The grown-up waltzers?"

"Yeah, The Wotsers."

So I took Sam up onto the platform and said we'd watch for one ride to see what he thought. He looked "mad for it" and when the ride stopped he was off towards car number 1, and installed in the seat before you could say "Paul Robinson." I tentatively "packed" him in next to me, as the ride was VERY fast and the cars had been spinning at Puke Factor 7. We started......slowly. Sam was quiet. The first "fast" spin and Sam giggled. Then we started spinning, fast, with big G-Forces, and Sam was laughing his head off! The ride lasted ages, occasionally I couldn't see Sam's face which was a slight worry, but I could hear him laughing and making his "I'm falling over in a funny way" noise (think Jimmy Saville "uh-uh-uh-uh-uh guys and gals"), so everything was just fine. He even started experimenting with the new feeling of G-force, by lifting his legs up one at a time - when he lifted them both up they were instantly plastered to the back rest of the car! We eventually slowed down and stopped, Sam jumped up, wobbled this way and that way then sat back down again. I tried standing up.....decided to give it a few seconds....we eventually weaved our way off the Waltzers giggling like idiots.

Time for something to eat, then one last ride, then home. Sam was happy with that idea too. We had one minor blip when the blokes at the bungee-bouncing thingie told us Sam was too small to have a go - Sam had a few tears of disappointment but forgot all about it when faced with a humungous burger van. Sam chose sausage and chips, I went for hog roast, and we sat next to the Gallopers eating our tea and waving at people we knew. Hi Janet, Hi Louis' mum, Hi Steve! For his last ride Sam chose to go on the mini-vehicle roundabout again, on a police motorbike, and then happily jumped off ready to head home. He is SUCH a good little boy.

Even the walk home was great! We were obviously both in a fantastic mood and we chatted away loud and lairy all the way. Too loud on occasion I think. When we reached the swimming pool zebra crossing, there was what looked like black paint splashed over the "stop the traffic" button. Sam said "There's bird pooh on it!"

"Yeah, and it's black bird-pooh too, which is the worst kind," replied Daddy, unaware that another family had walked up behind us. Cue three giggly young girlies bursting out laughing, and loudly whispering about it "black bird pooh"...."The worst sort...." etc. Seemingly NOT what mummy wanted to hear, WHOOPS!

Then halfway through The Walks, we were passing a dysfunctional family struggling with their toddlers. Now, me and Sam had spotted the Moon out early, during daylight, and had been discussing why. Quite often when we're talking about something like that, I will adopt a third-person character for the particular inanimate object, so Sam, me and "it" can have a chat and "it" can sometimes explain about itself (if I know enough about the subject - does this make sense?). So, today, where the hell it came from I have NO IDEA, but The Moon suddenly started talking to Sam in a growly West-Indian accent, which neither me or Sam could understand for a while - thus making us laugh even more. Unfortunately, just as The Moon was talking to Sam about his new toys from the fair, we were walking right past the family - they were black......b******s!

Made it home and we just had enough time to unwrap the new toys, have a quick playtime, and watch You've Been Framed before it was time for Sam to be taken back to his mummy's. Crap end to an otherwise PERFECT day! Loving my little boy SO MUCH! See you on Tuesday Sam, night night xx

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