Eggs from 9/1 to 9/4: 32
-- Pity my niece and nephew who collected them for me while I was tied up at the fair. I talked to their mother (my sister-in-law) on Friday when she called to frantically announce that she was being overrun with eggs (part of the deal was that I told the kids they could keep whatever they collected). They ended up giving two dozen back, and still had plenty for themselves and my mother-in-law.

Ribbons collected by my daughter: 5
-- You can read her account of events here on her blog, but suffice it to say I'm one proud Dad. The best ribbon was for the hardest work, the harness goats. She was the only competitior this year due to a twist of fate, but the judge doesn't have to give a top ribbon. This one did, said my daughter had made great progress with the goats, and told her she was ready to start training them on an obstacle course.

Chicks collected from local poultry company: 10
-- I signed up - one pair is awarded out per family. Several relatives in other families - younger ones - as well as some friends from out of state all signed up. Many won, as did I. Then it got fun. The poultry company rep told everyone how to take care of their chickens and suddenly it seemed like a lot of work to them. Naturally, they turned to their Uncle to bail them out.

Contacts made for future pullets: 2
-- A couple of different people who traffic in Americaunas and Buff Orpingtons. One is more interested in Bantams, but the other, a home-schooling parent, looks promising.

Amount spent on fair food: Too Much
-- All the usual fair fare was in abundance. The winners were the 1/2 pound steakburgers (which my wife and I split), the roasted corn, and the Key Lime Pie ice cream. And the lemonade, if you got it at the right stand.

So ends fair week. Exhausted and sunburned, but proud and happy.