Last Saturday was gorgeous here in Massachusetts. Mark and I took Frances up to the Topsfield Fair, America's oldest agricultural fair. Frances was a little under the weather; it took her awhile to get engaged in the festivities.
This is Frances being interested in a chain and me trying to get her interested in anything else.
The cows were a little interesting, but not thrilling.
This teeny tiny goat needed to be examined for about ten minutes before Frances was interested in touching it. Gotta be careful around baby pygmy goats. Never know what they'll do.
By the time we made it to the tractor display, Frances was showing some real joy. This front loader was very popular with little miss.
Then, we found the miniture train display. Oh, joy! Oh, rapture!
And we were still home in time for naps - which made Mom and Dad pretty happy, too.
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