Trip to the Fair

Last night we decided to go to the Davis County Fair. When Cheri got home from work, she made the suggestion that Grandma and Grandpa Hellewell go with us. So, we had Eston call and ask them, because no grandparent can say no to their grand kid. That was the case in this instance as well. We decided to meet at their house and then travel to the fair from there. When we arrived at their house, Grandpa Hellewell came over to the car and told me he needed to stop and get air for a flat tire. The gas station was not too far from their house, but that trip was enough to ruin the tire. So, now we didn't need air, but to change the tire instead.
Grandpa and I started changing the tire. We ended up having to go back to Grandpa's house to get a floor jack, because the jack in the Trooper wasn't cutting it. During the process of changing the tire we were offered help by two different people. It is great to know that people are so willing to help.
The kindness did not stop there, it continued when we got to the fair. Grandma surprised Eston with four tickets to ride some of the rides. He first rode the boats which took two tickets. Then he wanted to ride the scrambler with daddy. So, I ran and bought as many tickets as I could. Luckily I got three tickets, because the ride was three tickets. However, Eston only had two tickets. The ride operator saw that Eston wanted to ride the ride with me, so said that two tickets would be sufficient.
As the evening continued, we went into the exhibitor building. There was a church that had free face painting. Eston really wanted his face painted, so Cheri waited in line with him. Eston was the next one in line when a sheriff's deputy came up to close the booth down. Cheri explained to Eston that they couldn't get his face painted and the ladies at the booth offered him a pencil that he declined to take, because he wanted his face painted. I guess the sadness on his face got the lady at the booth and the sheriff's deputy. So, when the lady asked the deputy if they could quickly paint a smiley face on him. In the end, Eston had his face painted and the deputy had a hug from Eston and I went to bed with better perspective on life and people of the world. Kindness makes a difference.