Scandanavian Days were the first weekend of June in Story City, so we tried to take part in some of the activities. Friday night Aaron, Tate, Chad, Brittni and I went down to the park to play. They had a lot of different inflatables for the kids, food, dunk tank, a band, the carousel and a few carnival games. Tate was still a little too small for the inflatables, especially with all the other kids. I kept imagining their little top heavy bodies conking heads together and becoming concussed, a bad image in my head. So we steered clear of the bounce houses and headed for the good ol' play equipment. Unfortunately some 10 year old boy decided to growl/scream in Tate's face when he was in the tunnel. I had a very unhappy boy for a few moments, and as a Mom, I wanted to growl at that kid too.
Saturday morning Aaron, Tate, Brittni and I all went to the fitness center to register and race in the 5k run/walk. Chad had to work, so he missed out on some cardio. Aaron and Brittni ran the entire race in 27 or 28 minutes and Tate and I finished around 37 minutes. None too fast for us, but I did jog the majority of the race, so I consider that a success. Except when the soreness settled in Sunday.
After the race we got ready for the parade. We went to my Aunt Lisa & Uncle Kent's house to watch the parade. Aaron's parents, sister and her kids also came down for the parade and candy-palooza. On the way home, Tate fell asleep, so we missed out on carousel rides and Aaron in the dunk tank, but I heard he got dunked quite a few times by a lot of people.
Later in the evening, Grandpa came over to watch Tate while the "big kids" went down to the band. All in all we had a pretty good weekend. Sunday was a lazy day spent at home, the park and a picnic supper outside. My kind of Sunday!
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| Please note the 3 suckers Grandpa was allowing. |
