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Because of football, I go to the State Fair every year. When schedules and budget allow, the whole family pays the fair a visit. This year, Katie requested a fair day for her birthday, so after church on Sunday, our family plus two of Katie's friends headed to Big D.
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Our fair is famous for all the fried food, like chicken fried bacon.
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See? Deep fried EVERYTHING!
Upon arrival we wandered through the creative arts pavilion.
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At one end of that building is the traditional butter sculpture. This year's creation paid homage to the Red River Rivalry.
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From there we wandered across the street to one of the livestock barns to check out some cool chicks.
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One highlight of the day was the dog show.
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No, not the fancy kind of dog show: This was an acrobatic display of canine cunning!
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We especially liked the races.
After tolerating the arts and crafts, chickens and dogs, the kids were ready for the midway.
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We've always been fans of the funhouses...
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or "Fun Haus," if you will.
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The kids (and sometimes Brett) tried out several and had a blast.
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Of course, no trip to the fair would be complete without a visit to the Fletcher's Corny Dog stand.
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Love, love, love those dogs!
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Yep! Yet another funhouse.
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A swing through the car show gave us a chance to try on some new cars for size. The Ford robot was pretty snazzy, too.
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As the day neared its end, we were worn out! Fortunately we ran into some "Footsie Wootsie" machines to soothe our barking dogs. (Which makes me wonder: Think I could buy one of those for our living room?) (And did you notice this is a dog-centric post?)
The traffic and parking were terrible, and the crowds in some areas were pretty thick. But all in all, it was a great day for a great fair. How could it not be a great day when it ended with a deep-fried frozen margarita?