The weather did not cooperate, and despite a forecast of 'pissing down with rain for the entire weekend' as relayed by my also-hopeful husband, it was a glorious day and my chances of an early mark faded as the sun thumbed its nose at us.
So rather than lament about the fine weather, we decided to suck it up and enjoy the festivities.
Turns out the Lucky Jar Stall was one of the good ones to help out with because my job was easy; all I had to do was find the lucky jar that matched the winning ticket. In previous years, I've not been so fortunate. Memories of hording children, irate parents, and queues snaking around the school buildings still plague me. Okay, there weren't exactly hordes, there was only one irate parent, and there were just five people in the queue - but it was still stressful.
After I bade farewell to the new shift of Lucky Jar distributors, I headed over to the stage in the assembly area. I watched intently as my boy plucked the strings of his guitar in time with the orchestra. He was mouthing "one, two, three, one, two, three" as he did so, but I found this adorable. At one point he missed a bit, but quickly recovered and wasn't flustered at all by his little mistake. Motherly pride overwhelmed me. Guess he actually has been practising when I thought he was just 'stringing' me along.
With our commitments done for the day, we were free to wander around. In past years, we've taken the kids to each ride, waited in the queue with them, watched them on the ride and then made sure they found their shoes at the end. Lather, rinse, repeat times umpteen turns on the Giant Slide, Reverse Bungy, the quad bikes and all the rest. Now that the kids are older we can let them explore on their own - as long as they are together or with friends. So, this year, Will and I got to watch the dancing, martial arts, dog obedience demos and we even got to have a beer in the beer tent - just the one. The boys just checked in with us periodically.
Our favourite teacher, who left the school in May to have her beautiful baby girl, attended the fair to show off her bundle of joy. The new mum was radiant, as were my boys at seeing their favourite chess opponent once again. Plans for our school holiday day trip to her new hometown are underway.
Another positive outcome of the day is that because of the forecast rain, we decided not to buy the ride tickets in advance as we had in previous years, and after checking my wallet this morning, it appears to have been a good decision, because I still had money in there - bonus!
So, all through the week, I was dreading the day, but it turned out all right in the end. It's amazing what happens when you just change the way you think about something.