I love demolition derbies. Love them.
We were so excited to take the kids to the Cecil County Fair for the demolition derby.
Seth and I haven't been to a derby in years.
We got there early, so we could grab good seats and a bite to eat.
Hazel and Averett loved it, Hazel rode the train, and Averett sized everybody up.
We sat back and admired our sweet seats.
The kids were quick to make friends around us -
(call me shallow...but...) I think their cute faces help a lot!
(I had my faith in teenagers restored, by the way a teenage boy next to us kept an eye out for Averett...making sure he didn't trip on the bleachers, eat candy off the ground, or walk too far away...AND he gave Averett his stuffed animal)
While we waited for the excitement to start, the wind started to pick up.
and then, it got a LOT windy.
Along with the wind, the sky started to get black. Like, REALLY black. And when the thunder started to roll, in the (not-so-far) distance, we knew the demolition derby would be canceled.
We started towards the car as the lightning got closer, and sadly, when the torrential downpour started, we were nowhere near the car.
(I know, I kept blinding Ave with the flash, but those dimples!)
The good news? We were all laughing so hard and dripping by the time we got to the car, that we were half-way home before we realized the night was technically "a bust".




















































