My parents took me to my first of probably many Greek Fests. It was a lot of fun to see the dancers and to taste the pita bread. My parents enjoyed gyros and a Greek salad. Some of the highlights included riding the ferris wheel and eating Elephant ears (actually just one little bite).
At first I was a little nervous being so high up (thanks for the fear of heights, Dad), but got over it quickly.
A not-so-wonderful moment was when Daddy was trying to win me an inflatable baseball bat. He had to ring a bell three times by striking a lever with a big hammer. During the first attempt, he struck the bell so hard that is scared me. It took a long time for Mommy to calm me down, but the Yankee's bat was worth it.
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