I adore old photo booths, but sadly, no booths are to be found around our stomping grounds. Except in the month of July. Cue the Orange County Fair! Poor Wito had no clue what we were doing (evident by his facial expression), but he didn’t seem to mind one bit.
In fact, he was very tolerant, knowing he would soon be a pirate.
And a pilot.
D and I were very tolerant of the ride repetition, knowing we would soon be noshing on popcorn, a giant western sausage with peppers, a corn dog, funnel cake, hand-dipped ice cream cones and enormous beers.
I just love the fair.
However, a little exercise is in order today.
Amanda of Shamelessly Sassy
August 3, 2009 at 8:42 amSadly, most of the photos of my husband, daughter and I are taken in photo booths. I just love the way they look.
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Miss E
August 3, 2009 at 4:48 pmI big puffy heart fair food. It’s so worth the extra hours of exercise just to burn it all off.
Wito’s face is priceless in the photo booth. What fun!