I never did blog about the Sweet Corn Festival itself, where everyone drips with butter (if you don't believe me, check out this quote about the corn from the Village of Millersport's website: "Dripping with butter, the children and adults alike devour it with earnest enjoyment and utter delight.")
It rained Wednesday, but the rain stopped in time for the parade. As we live right on the parade route (much to the delight of our children), we invited the church members to our house to watch the parade, and there were about 25-30 who showed up. We served watermelon and provided the place to watch the festivities (lots of bands, lots of queens from other festivals, and lots of the usual parade entries, including one from our church).
The festival itself is full of fundraising food booths. Non-profits (especially the local school and lots of churches) staff the booths and provide the food. It's hard to walk around and not see people we know, even when we've only been here a few months. The Little Blessings Preschool (our church's preschool, where Jonathan will be starting school today) had a booth selling pizza, which our kids enjoyed.
For Jonathan and Andrew, the fun was the gift they were given Thursday evening: wristbands for the midway rides...
The "Kids Town" funhouse was a favorite of both boys. They went through again and again.
The canoes were the first "ride" they went on. Jonathan was nervous at first, but then he really enjoyed it. The same can't be said for the little roller coaster, which terrified him.
I was really proud of him, though, because after the roller coaster debacle, he was still willing to ride more rides. He loved riding in the tiger and the fish (Andrew especially liked the fish).
Then they found the train. They had fun on the train... for the first 45 minutes. OK, so the ride wasn't that long, but it seemed like it. Jonathan got bored and started asking us when he could get off. And still they went around and around and around. We started complaining and asking the guy to STOP THE TRAIN! and he finally did, at which time all the parents clapped.
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A pox upon thee, you darned Wildcat fan, you!
'Twas pretty hard to play against 11 in NW unis and 6 more wearing stripes, I must say. There were more than a couple of really bad calls.
Oh well, your boys made the plays, and mine didn't. Congrats.
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