Note to self: Don't let John plan a night out.
John wanted to go to the fair. It was super hot but he said we should still go because it was supposed to rain the next two nights. Well, he checked the weather for our town, not the town the fair was in.
So...it poured. We basically hopped from tent to tent.
We squeezed in funnel cakes and some games.
The girls walked away waterlogged but happy.
I, on the other hand, was waterlogged but not happy. :)