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make me feel frumpy.”
    â€œI can’t imagine you ever looking frumpy!” Zoey told her aunt. “You always look fashionable to me.”
    Aunt Lulu laughed.
    â€œJust another reason why I love you, Zo,” she said. “I guess I just feel frumpy because I’m not used to having a bump!”
    â€œDon’t worry, Aunt Lulu,” Zoey said. “I’ll make you something that you will feel good wearing . . . or at least I’ll try.”
    â€œI know,” Aunt Lulu said. “I’m sure I’ll love whatever you make.”

    Saturday dawned crisp and cool, with a sunny blue sky—perfect weather for a visit to the state fair on a date. Zoey put on her overalls-minidress and gingham shirt and a pair of comfortable sneakers, because Ezra warned her there would be a lot of walking!
    â€œAre you looking forward to your rustic adventure?” Dad asked. “You look prepared . . . and lovely.”
    â€œI think so,” Zoey said, smiling at her dad’s compliment.
    â€œMake sure you have some fried Oreos,” Marcus said. “They’re awesome.”
    â€œ Everything tastes good fried,” Dad said. “The problem is it’s not healthy!”
    â€œ Everything? ” Zoey asked. “Even . . . broccoli rabe? It’s so bitter!”
    â€œI bet if I put on a thick coating of breading and deep fried some broccoli rabe, even Zoey would eat them,” Dad said.
    Marcus laughed. “Now, that I’d like to see!”
    â€œBlegh,” Zoey said, sticking out her tongue. “No, thanks.”
    Just then the doorbell rang.
    â€œSounds like your date is here,” Dad said.
    â€œBe normal. Don’t be embarrassing,” Zoey said.
    â€œ Embarrassing? Who, us?” Marcus joked.
    Zoey glared at him as she went to open the door for Ezra.
    â€œHi, Zoey!” he said, looking really cute in a gingham shirt, and jeans. Then he noticed her outfit and grinned. “Great taste in shirts!”
    Zoey laughed. “Yeah, we kind of look like the Farm Twins, don’t we?”
    â€œI like your outfit,” Ezra said. “So, are you ready to rock the fair?”
    â€œDefinitely,” Zoey said. She turned and saw Dad and Marcus standing in the kitchen doorway, waiting for their introductions.
    â€œEzra, meet my dad and Marcus,” she blurted out quickly. “Okay, time to go!”
    â€œNice to meet you, Mr. Webber,” Ezra said. “And Marcus.”
    â€œAnd you, too, Ezra, however briefly,” Zoey’s dad replied, grinning as Zoey hurried out the door.
    â€œI apologize in advance for anything embarrassing that my parents or siblings do today,” Ezra said as they walked to his car. “I begged them to be on their best behavior, but there are no guarantees.”
    Zoey laughed.
    â€œI told my dad and brother to ‘be normal’ when you rang the doorbell,” she said.
    â€œWell, they did a good job,” Ezra said, smiling. “I hope my family does as well!”
    Ezra’s younger brother, Robbie, and sister, Amelia, were cute and very talkative. Ezra and Zoey kept them busy playing I Spy and word games,which made the ride to the state fair pass quickly. Ezra’s parents were nice, too—he’d obviously told them about Zoey’s and her blog, and they asked her questions about her designs.
    â€œEzra said you’re going to have a booth at the Mapleton Gift Fair this year,” Mrs. Marks said. “That’s a great event. I go every year.”
    â€œOh . . . ,” Zoey said. “Well . . . actually . . . I didn’t get selected. They’re cutting back on clothing vendors this year.”
    â€œThat’s too bad,” Mrs. Marks said.
    â€œBetter luck next year,” Ezra said.
    â€œI hope so.” Zoey sighed.
    When they arrived at the fair, Mr. and Mrs. Marks checked that Zoey