The Scottish games has been a family tradition for at least 16 years. Now my kids are going. Rather than visit all the for-sale booths like in previous years (once you've seen it...it's pretty much the same stuff year after year YAWN!) we went and saw the good stuff.
We visited the children's glen first to give Garrett a chance to nurse and the boys ran around and played all the games. With their winning tickets they each bought a squirt gun which turned into a rousing water fight that lasted pretty much all day long.
We made the rounds to see the dancing, throwing stuff, bagpipes & drums and when the kids got tired we'd swing back by the booth to recharge with lunch, snacks, shade, sitting (or running around with squirt guns and cousins....whatever the case may be). It was a very full and productive day as outing days go.
We visited Michael's family booth and took pictures. They offered us their cooler and when the kids discovered they had bubbly water inside they kept going back for more.
She told Hunter, "You're a little young for me" ....and he actually looked disappointed!
She continued "...maybe in another two years, then we'll talk." Later Ethan referred to her as Hunter's girlfriend. My, my...I didn't expect this so early.
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