Saturday, February 27, 2010

Sherwood Forest Faire

Today was a lovely, sunny day. The girls woke us up at 6am, crawling into our bed and saying, "baba" over and over until we met their demands. After diaper changes and babas, we snuggled under the covers because the babies are warm and cuddly, and also because sometimes they'll fall back to sleep. But today they just jumped on the bed, and jumped on us, laughing and playing until it was obvious that the morning wasn't going away.

They had had a cold the past couple of days. Just sort of a goopy, snotty sort of cold. Their pediatrician gave them some meds and said they'd be well in a day or two. By this afternoon they were running crazy around the house, wanting to go out and play. So we decided to make good on our plans to go to the Renaissance Festival"Sherwood Forest Faire" 45 minutes away.

This festival is new. Its the first season they've been open. I was really impressed with how big it is (25 acres), how many buildings they built, and the girls had a great time. Several of our friends went, and some friends with kids too. There was a large section with kid's themed activities. The girls tried on princess hats and elf hats. They stared at older kids playing with wooden swords. And generally just ran around. The weather was so beautiful and the location is full of tall trees.

We watched a show on birds of prey. Rowan was so intrigued with the birds, laughing and clapping. She just loves animals so much. They had a little petting zoo and Rowan made sure that she had pet every bunny before we left. They got to pet chickens, a pot belly pig, baby goat, a duck--and they even saw a llama.

They had pony rides too, but Evelyn and Rowan would not ride the pony no matter how much we tried to convince them it was a good idea. Evelyn actually said the word, "no," which means a lot since she rarely speaks. Well, that was all it took for Rowan--if Evelyn won't do it then she's not going to do it either. That goes for everything too, not just ponies. Evelyn is smaller and quieter, but she's the leader around here.

Thursday, February 4, 2010

All the flowers from the funeral are almost dead. Which is weird since it feels like yesterday that my dad died. Only the stubborn daisies are still hanging on.