After Grady Lee's soccer game, we enjoyed a couple of hours at a local Fall Festival.
Grady Lee: "What's a festival?"
Me: "It's like a party."
Grady Lee: "Will we sing Happy Birthday?"
Me: "Nope. Not all parties are birthday parties, Buddy."
Grady Lee: Will there be cake?"
Me: "Nope. Not all parties have cake, Buddy."
Grady Lee: "Will it be a fun party?"
Clearly, in his little mind a party must be a birthday party and it must have cake.
Our first stop was a magic show. The boys were interested and enjoying it, until the Chik-Fil-A cow walked by. Grady Lee couldn't run up to it fast enough and offer a high-five. In contrast, Micah stayed and hid behind my leg.
Once again, Annalyse missed out on the family fun. She much prefers to snooze the day away while someone makes her life comfortable and pushes her around in a stroller.
After the hayride, it was time to explore some fire trucks. The boys were giddy-excited walking to the trucks, and then played all-shy when they could climb on them and talk to the firemen.
Our final stop was making a wood project at Home Depot. Real nails. Real wood. Real hammers. No pretend Little Tikes stuff this time! And, to my amazement, no injured thumbs or fingers either.
And, last but not least, time to carve a pumpkin! Grady Lee has been asking for a "Jack-O-Wantern" ever since I told him it was Fall time. "But I want a nice Jack-O-Wantern, not a scary one, kay Dad?"