it's that time of year again. LEAF (Lake Eden Arts Festival- an amazing festival that happens twice a year about 10 minutes away) was this past weekend and since the kids at art perform I get a free pass for the day. Mike was working, but Claire and I made a FULL DAY of it. there was kettle corn and bungee bouncing and rolling in the giant hamster ball thing (which to me looks hot and uncomfortable and not really so much fun). she got to see her favorite children's hip hop performer, Secret Agent 23 Skidoo, and afterwards we had ice cream for lunch (goat cheese with bing cherry for me, please!). then we listened to Martha Redbone and there was some pizza. there was swinging and sunshine, friends and good music. it was fun and exhausting and occasionally overwhelming. there was, as always, an incredible parade full of puppets and circus performers and drumming. and in the end, there were some spicy noodles for mama and a cookie for her, eaten during a fire show where she got to watch the wonderful children's librarian from our local library (who happens to be one of her favorite people) spin fire. and then it was 9:45pm and we were so close to seeing Xavier Rudd (who I hadn't seen since she was still in my belly) so I talked her into staying a bit longer and listened to about a half hour of his show with her asleep over my shoulder. of course that meant we got a late shuttle back to the car and didn't crawl into bed until midnight (!), but all was well. after all, it isn't as though we do this kind of thing every day.
and then of course, Sunday morning. I woke up after papa got home from work and when I went into the kitchen I was sent away. so I took to the hammock and by the time he was done with his secret doings she had woken up and together they served me 'breakfast in hammock' (something I could really get used to). she proudly poured my coffee and told me how it was her idea to put the OJ pulp into my yogurt. minutes later, Mike came out with baby Broccoli carrying breakfast for her mama. Claire got quite the kick out of that and I thought it was a very sweet thing for him to do. we passed the rest of the day reading, gardening, and then playing and having pizza with friends.
*weekending with Karen and the gang