A trip to the fair

August 30th, 2009

Like most cities, Vancouver has a late summer/early fall fair which happens for a couple of weeks each year.  It’s called the Pacific National Exhibition – more commonly known as the “PNE”.

Pete and I haven’t been to the PNE since before the kids were born.  Owen was too young for a while, and then Miranda was born and she was too young, and then we stayed away for a couple of years after Miranda was diagnosed with Fibrodysplasia Ossificans Progressiva.  This year, however, we decided it was time to introduce our kids to the PNE…  I’m happy (and relieved, ha ha) to say that we had a great time!

We went on Thursday afternoon this past week.  That turned out to be a good day to go, because the crowds weren’t horrendous – probably because it was midweek.  The prospect of big crowds is something which kept us away in the last couple of years; I always get nervous in contexts where Miranda could easily be pushed or jostled and be injured.  To help guard against that possibility, we took our plastic wagon for Miranda to sit in.  As it turned out, she mostly didn’t want to be in the wagon and insisted on walking…  Typical.  Actually, her stamina was very good, which always surprises me.

We arrived at the fair around 2:00 PM.  First stop – rides!  Owen and Miranda were both excited to start checking these out.  They mostly stuck to the kids’ rides, but those were plenty exciting enough for them.  First up was the merry go round.  Each kid got on a horse, and I stood next to Miranda to make sure she was holding on securely (luckily, no charge for parents to be on these rides with small kids).  The carousel was fun, and then they quickly wanted to try out something else.  They went on to the flying elephants and the “honey bee” train ride.  I took Miranda on the ferris wheel (Owen declined), which had little cars you sit in rather than on those scary wobbly benches.  She thought it was great, and wasn’t afraid at all to be sitting high up in the air and looking out over the whole PNE…  Owen also ended up going on a few “big kids” things unsuitable for Miranda – ie, the swinging pirate ship, the bumper cars, the fun house.

The warning signs on the rides gave me some pause.  Even the kids’ rides had signs up warning people not to go on if they have “back or neck conditions or bone injuries”.  Hoo boy.  But, since they had this warning even for the slowest baby-type rides, I figured it was kind of meaningless, and I just approved each ride on a one-by-one basis.  None of them were a problem, as it turned out.

We had to be careful how we got Miranda into/onto some of these rides.  Unfortunately, she has an FOP flare-up right now on her left lower ribcage, so she is very sensitive to that spot being bumped.  Between that and her limited shoulder movement, we had to do an awkward sort of hold up around her right chest and underneath her bottom.  I’m sure it looked odd to see us lifting her that way, but so be it…

Naturally, the kids also wanted to play midway games.  Those are pricey, but we let them each do a couple; specifically, the ones with GUARANTEED prizes for kids ;-)   First up was the hammer swing – each kids got 3 tries to swing a big hammer and ring a bell.  Owen did pretty well, and even managed to ring the bell once.  As for Miranda – she couldn’t even lift the hammer, much less swing it, and even if she could, I wouldn’t let her do it (too risky on the arms).  I mostly swung it for her, with her just holding on to the end of the hammer.  The prize for each kid was a giant inflatable hammer, which they had in both boy and girl colours.  We had to carry those suckers around the fair with us for the rest of the day, which was awkward, but I guess it’s all part of the experience.

Here are the kids with their hammers after the fair.

Here are the kids with their hammers after the fair.

Later in the afternoon, we wandered over to see the Super Dogs show.  Miranda was restless at first, but soon got into the fun of cheering on the dogs as they raced their way through the mazes and so forth.  She also really liked the farm animals barn, which was our next stop, but she wasn’t patient enough to sit and watch the pig and duck races – she wanted to look at all the horses, cows, donkeys and chickens.
After a supper of OK midway food – pizza for the kids and BBQ chicken for Pete and I, we figured it was time for some midway treats.  Yum!  I got some of the little donuts, which I LOVE, but couldn’t persuade Miranda to try more than a small bite, go figure.  Each kid got an ice cream cone as their treat. 
Actually, that was a bad moment…  Miranda always orders cotton cancy flavour ice cream, which is typically pink, and Owen orders bubble gum flavour, which is typically blue.  As it happens, the colours of these flavours are as important as the actual flavour itself.  So, imagine the kids’ consternation when, at this ice cream stand, bubble gum turned out to be pink and cotton candy turned out to be blue!  Owen pretty quickly asked Miranda to trade cones.  At first it seemed like she would do so, but then she tasted the bubble gum ice cream and decided she didn’t want to trade.  WELL!!  Believe me, there was nothing on earth that was going to get a 7 year old boy to eat a pink ice cream.  Owen is generally a really good kid, but on this occasion he pitched a mini-fit and REFUSED to touch his ice cream.  Into the garbage it went, since neither Pete nor I wanted it…  Meanwhile, Miranda scarfed down her cone, and ended up with fluorescent blue ice cream all over her shirt and face.  I really should have got a picture, it was too funny.
By that time the kids’ energy was starting to flag.  So, though we didn’t get a chance to see either the “Dream Home” or the fabulous display of kitchen gadgets, we figured it was time to pack it in.  We left the fair around 8 PM.
It really was a fun time, and I’m happy to say we got through the whole day without Miranda having any dicey FOP-risky moments.

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