Carnival

One of those little fly-by-night carnivals set up shop for a week during Spring Break last month. Last year Hazel had to be satisfied with watching the rides and enjoying the lights at night, because she was too short for anything. This year she was only too short for the ride she really wanted to go on - the spinning bears. Can they really be that more dangerous than the spinning teacups at Disneyland? Oh well. Hazel was brave to go on several rides by herself. There really wouldn't have been room for me in the canoe anyway.

Okay, I'll ride this one with you - even though it's similar to the one that fell over at the fair last year (because it was anchored in saturated dirt).

Hi Daddy!

Hazel was sure that her 4x4 was the fastest on the track. This was her favorite ride that night.