This past weekend, The Dad, The Daughters and I went to our little county fair. The exhibits inside (my favorite part because I get to stock up on free candy and pencils!) were fun to look at, and we spent a good 20 minutes looking at the newly hatched quail and debating on whether or not the small one in the corner was dead or sleeping. We decided on sleeping and The Dad and I walked away grateful that we were able to influence The Daughters in such a way that didn't result in them crying their lamentation and demanding the fair board give the little guy a proper buriel!