Our family has a tradition to go to the Labor Day Balloon Festival. This year it was filled with questions for dad.
“Dad, why can’t we ride up in one?”
“Dad, why haven’t you bought one of these for our family?”
Ashley has proceeded to ask and comment on getting a hot air balloon since Labor Day. She says that we can just do it in our backyard. Everything is so simple in a child’s eyes.
Then of course the older girls kept asking, “Dad are we going to go out for Breakfast? What are we going to eat for breakfast?”
“Dad why does Jerrica get to ride on your back? When is it my turn?”
“Dad did you know that we LOVE you? Thanks for taking us to see the balloons!”
Jacob didn’t go with us. He was busy handing out water to the runners at the marathon that morning. He is trying to up his service hours for scouts.
2 comments:
that's so funny! it's exactly how our outings go! their little minds are just humming...you can see it in their eyes! we miss the hot air balloons...we live it vicariously through ashli's gang who goes each year! fun memories!
love the commentary for the pictures. too funny.
Your family is just so much fun! I love reading about your various adventures.
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