It's a Three Ring Circus (give or take . . . mostly take . . . a ring)

We went to the circus two weeks ago, and I'm finally doing a post on it.

I kept meaning to do this post, but then I would think, "Who cares?". I mean how many pictures of elephants doing handstands do you people want to see?

I figured one would suffice. But you have to admit that's pretty darn awesome (not to mention attractive). I mean that's probably what I'd look like if I did a handstand . . . moving on.

This was while we were waiting to go in. They're standing with the sun in their eyes. Generally, my child doesn't go around making awful faces (at least not quite this awful).

So I had somehow become convinced that Andrew didn't like cotton candy. Then Patrick shelled out $12 (yes, I said 12 . . .  ridiculous) for the nasty stuff, and Andrew ate it all. I was so disappointed. I despise cotton candy. It's sticky and gross and it's pure sugar with synthetic dyes. Just what every child needs. (Wow! It took me less than half a second to go off on a tangent. Sorry about that!)

These guys made me a nervous wreck. Before they started the one on the left kept kneeling down and crossing himself. I bet he did it eight times. I would've done a whole lot more than cross myself if I was about to do what they did. Crazy.

And of course there were the tigers. Really the only reason I go to the circus is I keep thinking that someday some tiger is going to eat a trainer . . . that's a joke . . . sort of ;) But seriously, everytime I see those tigers, I become convinced that the only reason our cat hasn't killed us is because we're too big. He doesn't like us. He uses us, and if we were just a wee bit smaller, I have no doubt he'd eat us for dinner.

And a circus wouldn't be complete without  . . . 

clowns . . .

Andrew really got a kick out of the clowns. He said his favorite parts were the clowns and the strong man who just so happened to come from "the outer reaches of Mongolia".  Why are they always from the "outer reaches of Mongolia"? I mean why can't they be straight from the suburbs of Austin, TX? I'm just sayin'.

Anyway, that was the circus. It was fun. It was entertaining. And we've had our fill for the next 2 to 10 years.

Coming soon to a blog near you (that would be this blog to be exact) . . . Andrew's first soccer game. The excitement is palpable. Try to contain yourselves.