Festival

The day before my folks went back to the states we strolled down into our village.  It's downhill the whole way: great walking down, exhausting walking back up.

An after-lunch treat at the Eis Cafe.

Ben's getting so much better at eating ice cream without it dripping all over the place!

Nana didn't want ice cream so I had to take a picture of her and her coffee.  You're welcome, Nana.

There was a festival that got going in the evening.  Ben made a beeline for the kiddie car rides.  He picked the fire truck first.  He ended up going in five different cars.  FIVE.


This was Car #2.

This was his first time on a kiddie ride.  Pap-Pap was just a little happy to be present for such a milestone.  Ben was excited to pay his token.  This was Car #3.

Car #4.

Car #5.

When Ben was finally done with the ride, we found a food stand and got brats, fries, and beer for dinner.  Ben ate a waffle.  We were lucky to be sitting at a bench in a tent because it started to rain pretty hard.  Nana occupied Ben by teaching him her version of "Row, row, row your boat."  It involves screaming at the end.  Now Ben likes to sing it at bedtime.  Thanks a lot, Nana.

Madeline letting Nana hold her without crying.  Nana is very persistent.  Must be where Ben gets it.