We're having lots of fun at Myers house. There's something fun happening every weekend this fall. Friday some of us went to the homecoming parade. There's something exciting about a parade. Especially one that features candy. Some of us had football practice and were running drills instead of watching the parade. But in the interest of some diversion, there was a girls cross country meet that ran around the boys during Thursdays practice. By the way Erin got that new cast at Lauren's physical therapy appointment. Lauren was trying to rig up a cast for Erin using an old rubber band and a tissue. The doc thought she might like some real tape.
This morning we went to the renaissance fair. Or the
ren-office as Erin
referred to it. The Lords and Ladies had a grand time. Lauren was the official photographer. This was one of 10 pictures of his royal highness the King. Who I read was actually a math teacher from Independence. Which just seems funny to me. I have no idea what Mrs.
Dicus was doing with her weekends. But I can nearly assure you it wasn't anything like this.
The problem with this official photographer is that it made some of us very mad. She reckoned it should be a shared proposition. And she had no intentions to smile when it was her turn already.
Something truly wonderful happened. Riding this camel was a real treat. This very kind women offered to not only ride with Lauren and Erin, but to pay for their ride as well. It was an unexpected random kindness that was as sweet as their little smiles.
The boys adventured on their own. I'm sure checking on many the
wenched up
bosom's along the path. Jackson is better than 'where's waldo' in a crowd. I bet it takes you all of 5 seconds to find him. He's the one right in the middle watching the joust. They fought to the death. On horseback, with swords, with their heavy metal armour. Erin declared very
solemnly that "they'd better be careful."
The people watching at the fair was amazing. It's truly an
eclectic group. We even came upon this group pulling
ferrets in a decorated wagon. The girls liked holding them. Erin was quite taken with the fact that
hers had red eyes.
The food at the fair is
scrumptious. The girls ate these big old
humongous corn dogs. We sat on the bench and contentedly watched the people.
Huzzah!
This morning we went to the renaissance fair. Or the ren-office as Erin referred to it. The Lords and Ladies had a grand time. Lauren was the official photographer. This was one of 10 pictures of his royal highness the King. Who I read was actually a math teacher from Independence. Which just seems funny to me. I have no idea what Mrs. Dicus was doing with her weekends. But I can nearly assure you it wasn't anything like this.
The problem with this official photographer is that it made some of us very mad. She reckoned it should be a shared proposition. And she had no intentions to smile when it was her turn already.
Something truly wonderful happened. Riding this camel was a real treat. This very kind women offered to not only ride with Lauren and Erin, but to pay for their ride as well. It was an unexpected random kindness that was as sweet as their little smiles.
The boys adventured on their own. I'm sure checking on many the wenched up bosom's along the path. Jackson is better than 'where's waldo' in a crowd. I bet it takes you all of 5 seconds to find him. He's the one right in the middle watching the joust. They fought to the death. On horseback, with swords, with their heavy metal armour. Erin declared very solemnly that "they'd better be careful."
The people watching at the fair was amazing. It's truly an eclectic group. We even came upon this group pulling ferrets in a decorated wagon. The girls liked holding them. Erin was quite taken with the fact that hers had red eyes.
The food at the fair is scrumptious. The girls ate these big old humongous corn dogs. We sat on the bench and contentedly watched the people.
Huzzah!
