Yesterday, Sister had no school and Oktoberfest was boasting free admission so around 11, I packed up the kids and a stroller and headed down to the river.  In all the time we’ve lived in Tulsa, we’ve never gone and free is, well …. free… right?  Fifty dollars worth of parking, bratwurst and kiddie carnival rides later I was feeling somewhat sheepish about *free* but only somewhat because we had a great time and I was still 52 cents under my budget for the week!  We unexpectedly met Sister’s friend M. who lent her enough bravery to go on a couple of rides previously deemed “too scary.”  None of the rides seemed too scary for Brother.  If only the height requirement hadn’t held him back.  (more pictures)