Saturday, my wife and I did the Puyallup. For the first time in 20 years of living in Seattle, we actually attended the Washington State Fair. We watched mutton busting–6-year-olds riding sheep, saw the draft horse wagon pull–pretty impressive, walked through several exhibits, and enjoyed a scone and some tasty barbecue. Afterwards, I commented that it was the first time in quite awhile we did something together that did not involve church, working on the house, or the kids. Hopefully, we won’t wait quite so long for the next one.
A day of firsts