The Camel

This past weekend there was an international festival at the Wolf Pen Amphitheater, so we decided to take a break from all of our studying and take the girls for a little festive fun.  It was really a big deal.  I was surprised since I've been to other festivals in the area, but none of them were as packed as this one.  There were booths where you could sample native cuisine, children's arts and crafts, chinese painting, traditional dances and of course food booths.  We ran into some friends at the festival, and decided to eat lunch on the grassy hill that leads down to the main stage.  The kids had fun rolling down the hill, running back up and then rolling down again.  They skipped and danced to the music and had a generally good ol' time.

The best part of the event was the camel.  Or should I say camels?  As we rounded a bend in the path, Reagan tightly gripped my hand and said, "Look!  Mommy!  Dinosaurs!"  Yes, with all the exclamation points and breathless pauses inbetween.  Of course, Mommy didn't have the nerve to take the girls to pet the dinosaurs, but luckily for us, Daddy was there.  He had to carry Reagan and Kate because they were just a little afraid of this towering four footed beast with a long neck.  It did look very much like one of those long necked dinosaurs.  Afterward, Kate said it felt like a fluffy blanket, and then asked if we could keep one at home.