We've been doing a project with Cooper where we have him put a marble in a jar every time he obeys the first time we tell him to do something. We told him when he got his jar filled up, we would do something special. We didn't say what it would be, because we didn't know how long it would take him to fill it up. You can read more about this here, if you want to.
So, his jar was almost full, and he has been talking about going to the Wilson County Fair ever since we went last year. This week we were down to just a few marbles, so I told him if he could get his jar full by today, we would go to the fair. He worked extra hard, and dropped his last marble in last night.
This morning it threatened to rain, but in the end it was actually pretty nice weather for the fair, so we went and had a good time. He got a few extra indulgences, like a ride on a "stagecoach" (I'm not big into fair rides) and some cotton candy.
His favorite part, I think, the thing he most remembered from last year and wanted to do again, was this:
Whatever.
There were lots of animals which he enjoyed petting,
and some big tractors for him to climb on too.
All in all, it was a fun day for all of us. Even Nash, though he didn't get to go, got a special souvenir from the pet exhibit.
I think Cooper considered it a good prize for his efforts, and hopefully the new skills he has learned through this project will carry on for a long time.

These are some pictures I have pulled from my friends’ Facebook pages of their homes or those of people they know. This is what Nashville looks like now.
What you will see in these pictures is people helping people, people who are under no obligation showing up to help others, in some cases people they don’t even know.
What you will not see is anyone sitting around, feeling sorry for themselves, waiting for the government to come in and help them. You will not see policemen patrolling neighborhoods, guarding against looters or others who may take advantage of those in bad situations. (While these things may exist on a small scale, they are definitely the exception rather than the rule.)
Nashville has been an example of what a community should be. People have pulled together to help tear down and rebuild, provide housing for people and pets who have lost their homes, bring food and water to workers, donate clothing, furniture and other necessities to those who have lost them, and encourage and pray for others. Churches have taken up collections for their members and others in the community. For some, it has been a lesson in swallowing their pride and graciously receiving the help offered by others.
In the days during and following the flood, people who owned boats went around rescuing people or bringing them supplies. Neighbors went into houses to save pets and other priceless items when the owners couldn’t get there. One man on his jet ski even saved a woman and her dog from their burning home that was surrounded by water.
I am proud of my city. I am proud of their old-fashioned values. I am proud of the way they have pulled together and been an example to the country and the world of how we can help our family, friends and neighbors in need.
I don’t watch much TV, so I don’t really know how the national media is portraying us. I can only hope that, if we’re getting any attention at all, they are showing the spirit of camaraderie that is here. But whether or not the media or the government decides to help us, we’re pulling together and making it happen.



Why is this so funny?