It was a bust.
There's a hot air balloon festival in Plano this weekend and WE WERE SO EXCITED! When Chopper and I lived in Albuquerque, they have the king of all hot air balloon festivals and it is really neat to watch them fill those things up and then fill the sky. There's a "glowdeo" (at least that's what they called it there) and you get to talk to the "balloonies" (I don't think that's really what they're called). PLUS we knew the girls would love seeing big giant balloons.
They had a fair going on to so we walked around a bit before launch time.
Abby reached for everything -- she wanted it all and wanted to be out running around, not stuck in the stroller!
See how angry she is?
They had some parachute people (parachutists?) drop from a plane about 5:30 and that was kind've fun to watch. Supposedly they were performing but I'm not sure what . . .
And then we got corn dogs and went to find a place to sit and watch. Abby loved corn dogs by the way. That's my girl!
We're sitting and waiting and I'm chasing Abby around . . .
And then launch time comes . . .
And goes. Where are the balloons?
So we had snacks and made faces and tried to entertain ourselves a bit (I was a terrible mom and brought no entertainment but I didn't know what to expect!).
And finally we gave up and went home. The girls were getting tired and cranky. Abby would NOT sit for a single moment, and Megan was having fits about which seat in the stroller was hers. Needless to say, having waited for an hour and not having any announcements about whey they weren't launching, and with no balloons even laid out on the field at all, we deemed it best to cut our losses and go.
I know that with balloons of that size, and the fact that they are powered by FIRE, makes it critical to have good weather conditions and little wind, but still we were disappointed. Maybe we'll try again next year.
Well, Abby's first corn dog is a milestone worth celebrating right?