Hazah! (Or something like that)

We went to The Renaissance Festival yesterday... it was a beautiful day, and we all enjoyed it. Some of the people attending were as entertaining as the people performing. It is so interesting to see people all decked out in their Renaissance wear that they must save all year in their closet for this one occasion. I think the general public should really be more accepting of men in tights and women with huge overflowing bosoms year round. It's a shame to save these outfits for one event a year.

On to the pics...

Yes, they each got a wooden sword as a souvenir. Great idea, no?!

An action shot. (And if you see a red lightening bolt on Brother's head - no worries - it is his Harry Potter scar that we draw on with red marker. He's been wearing it for about a week now. And I laugh at people in Renaissance wear...I know.)

This is how Little Bitty rode in her stroller, with the threat of gouging anyone in her pathThis was Brother's favorite knight and horse in the jousting
Our little Dragon Slayer

Daddy asked Brother on the way out if he wanted to get "knighted" by the Queen. As luck would have it, this was the one thing that YES, he definitely wanted to do (he was not up for riding the flying dragon slayer or bouncing in the bounce house or getting his face painted... or even getting his picture taken with the Queen.) But, by golly, he really wanted to be knighted. Well, the line was LONG (we didn't notice this before mentioning it to him) and we had plans with friends that we were about to be late for - so I went to the front of the line and watched the Queen knight some other kids, came back and convinced him that I was able to knight people. So, in the middle of the festival I had him kneel down while I performed a very abbreviated version with his wooden sword tapping him on the shoulders and ceremoniously repeating some made-up knight-like words. He was satisfied and we called him Sir for a few minutes.