We are off, as a family to stay in Brisbane tonight and get up the next day and attend the Ekka. I'm writing this pre-Ekka because at this stage I am amped.
Not sure why I get more excited about this than everyone else, but I do.
So even though I know we will waste copious amounts of money tomorrow on nothing that lasts longer than two day (toys included) I think the kids need to live the magic of the The Brisbane Show. It shits all over the Gold Coast Show (no disrespect, just the truth)
So this time Tuesday I should be back to complete this somewhat unexciting post. I expect to have tales of
1. Showbags
2. Tears
3. Vomiting
4. Steak Sandwiches
5. The freaky clown -ball- mouth game
6. Failure to win a massive soft toy
7. Tears
8. Vomiting
9. Tipping the stroller with bulky showbags
10. A cow shit incident
At the very least.
4 comments:
Hey Bern, I admire your bravery - esp knowing vomit is on the agenda! What about the dagwood dogs - think they come before both sideshow alley and vomiting!
Look forward to hearing all about it.
Wx
Hey W, yes how could have I forgotten. Kids will all be dressed in black so tom sauce accidents will not be a problem. No doubt we'll be on the news for being stuck in the ferris wheel or something x
Blomsters got in before me - I was going to write about you not mentioning dagwood dogs - sacrilage!
That scenario sounds like parenting hell.
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