Tulsa State Fair

In an effort to experience true Oklahoma charm this week we went to the Tulsa State Fair! Setting aside that Tulsa is not, in fact, a State we donned our very cleanest NASCAR driver t-shirts, cutoff jean shorts, and Skoal hats and headed off for several days of extreme people watching, deep fried food eating, and of course watching the little Prince go on the carney rides now that he is more than 36" tall!



Gray seemed to like the carousel giraffe better than the other animals



This little pony's name was Tornado - he might have lived up to his name had he not been chained to a wheel along with 5 of his closest friends. You are only as fast as the slowest pony!



GOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



At the petting zoo you could feed some of the animals, including this rather impressive ostrich. The only issue is that the pellets you are given feed them look remarkably like the fingers of a 2 year old. Relying on the ostrich to assertain which was which proved to be a poor management decision. Needless to say Gray fed him once...and only once.

[A note for the grandparental readers of this blog: your grandson continues to have ten fully functional fingers]



It wouldn't be a Tulsa activity without delicious fried pickles. They are actually quite good with tartar sauce. Other favorites at the fair - chocolate covered bacon (on a stick), pizza (on a stick), fried green tomatoes (on a stick), and of course candied apples and corn on the cob (both on sticks)



Gray's first roller coaster ride - he had a great time while his parents eyed the rickety contraption suspiciously



Yeeeee Haw