Orillia Scottish Festival

This past weekend I took the girls back up north for some fun with their grandparents.  This time we headed in to enjoy some fun.  It was the Scottish Festival.  Elspeth was in her glory with all of the pipe bands.  Through out the parade she was eagerly looking for the tenor drummers in each band.  Of course, Katrine, being the consummate big sister, was helping her which was a gift because it gave me a chance to check out the different drumsticks and drum harnesses.  It was very interesting.

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After the massed bands it was time for a swim break.  The timing was perfect because it was a sweltering day.  Oh, just so you know, hair chalk is a lot of fun but they are not lying when they say it will wash out.  It came right out in the lake.  That said, both girls enjoyed it until it rinsed out.

All into the purple.
All into the purple.
A little more conservative.
A little more conservative.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

After a short stop to paint some rocks, buy me an IrnBru (yummy) and watch some dancers it was off to dinner which Missy Elspeth didn’t eat much of.  Over hot?  Tired?  No, apparently she has her first lose tooth.  My baby is growing up.

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We topped the weekend off with a visit with Grammy for lunch and some window shopping.  Then I brought home to happy girls who were content to just chill and play some board games.