Monday, July 28, 2008
Festival Baby
Dave and I made our annual pilgrimage to the Falcon Ridge Folk Festival this past Saturday with Owen in tow. We weren't sure how Owen would do for 12 hours in the sun & rain, or amid the thousands of festival-goers crowded around us. Owen was a trooper - he took his regular naps, tickled his feet in the grass, waited out a downpour under our purple umbrella, obliged our constant reapplication of sunscreen, and listened to the Nields and Dar Williams with rapt attention. He's a festival baby!
We're never really sure how he'll do in new situations, but he continues to surprise us with how content he is. And beside trucking in four different bags of stuff plus a diaper bag and a cooler, our experience this year wasn't that different from our experience last year, and just as fun! Yay, Owen! Welcome to the world of music festivals, baby!
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2 comments:
YAY Owen's first festival! Of course he was a trooper... look at who is parents are. I totally miss Owen and need to play soon (promising to make less of a mess this time around!)
I love that you're exposing him to your life, just as it is. Kids want to be just like their parents (at that age!)
Aunt Donna
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