First I got to watch how apple cider is made...
Then I went to watch a clown in a tent.
He did stuff like this:
Anyway, none of that really matters because after that...I met Seymour.
|Seymour the Dinosaur|
I don't know why you and Mama kept pulling me away from Seymour and I don't know why you were embarrassed when I repeatedly kept running back to Seymour, ruining other kids' photo ops, just to hug him and touch his soft, smooth fur. Over and over and over again.
|Back off, kid!|
|Pick me up so we can get out of here.|
|At least hold my hand.|
|I love you.|
It was hard to say goodbye. But then, there was this:
I made lots of friends!!
|C'mon, let's hula.|
By the end of the day, I was completely tuckered out. I listened to the last performer, bluegrass legend Ralph Stanley, half asleep.
|Why, yes, I'd love some Mountain Dew.|
I can't wait go back next year!!!
|Don't forget me, Seymour!|