A friend and I took her kids and Camille to the kids carnival portion on a Friday and then we took both girls back Sunday with my sister and her husband.
It is also important to note that on that Friday I thought it best to wear a brand new shirt. I get new clothes approximately never, so as fate would have it, a hungry goat or deer or I don't even know because I have blocked it from my memory, decided to make the back of my shirt lunch. So there I stand in the petting zoo with goat spit up on my backside, and brand new holes in my brand new shirt. #awesome
The corn pit was a sanitary choice. Camille may or may not have cried later in the day due to having corn kernels in her underwear.
Camille was so sweet to care for Clara on a few rides when we visited the rodeo for a second time. She kept reassuring her "It's ok, Car, you can do it, just drive!" I can't say for sure if Clara could even hear the encouragement coming from her sister, but considering the noise would have sent my sensory child into complete meltdown-tailspin, earphones stayed on. :)
This is how
Until next year . . . :)