Independence Day
Jul. 4th, 2008 05:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ann_leckieVery full schedule today! We hit the Webster Groves parade, which is always fun, and then the Community Days carnival thing. Last year, Paidhi Boy thought he might try the Tilt-A-Whirl, but once it started up, regretted his choice.
This year he decided to try it again, with much better results. Though what he'd been waiting all year for was the bumper cars. He got his bumper carring in, did the big slide, the Scrambler (which was for some bizzare reason called "the sizzler") and the swings. Which about gave me palpitations. Yes, it's a very tame ride. I loved the swings when I was a kid. I knew he'd love the swings. But he was so high up. I faked my way through it, though--smiled and waved as he came around, of course all was well.
We ran into one of Paidhi Girl's school friends, who asked urgently, "Where's Paidhi Girl?"
"She's at Girl Scout camp," I said, which she was. Today was the last day, and we went straight from the carnival to camp to get her. She'd spent two weeks swimming, and riding horses. The horse riding was the whole point of the camp, and she had an award from the show they'd had yesterday, she and her horse won "Cutest Couple." Her horse was named Jack, and Jack walked very slowly and halted a lot if you told him to walk, but if he was just going somewhere on his own, he moved quite briskly, and at the show he trotted around the corners three times absolutely perfectly but the fourth time he just stopped and wouldn't go, but he was still a good horse, actually he was a pony, and one day there was a spider as big as her hand in the tent, and also lots of crickets, but all you had to do with those was pick them up and throw them out, and she passed the test that let her go in the deepest part of the pool, which she never had in previous years because she couldn't float on her back, and her unit had to hop (set the tables and serve food at meals) four times when all the other units only hopped twice.
And they seem to have discontinued the unit songs. When I went to that very same camp, and even stayed in the same unit Paidhi Girl just did (and hopped!), and did the horses and all, there was no way to avoid knowing at least the refrain of Kiamecia's song, and Tonda's as well--even if you weren't in either of those units. But Paidhi Girl knew nothing of such things. Not a huge surprise--last year I discovered that not only Awhenasa's song, but Awhenasa's Super Secret Ritual that involved being given a Super Secret Name, was completely unknown to Paidhi Girl, who had just spent two weeks in Awhenasa.
So now we're all back home, and stuffed with barbecue, and are resting, waiting for the fireworks tonight. Well, Paidhi Girl is checking up on her fish, who I've been feeding for two weeks. Her pleco is getting bigger and bigger, some of those guppies are freaking huge, how big do guppies actually get? But anyway. One of her guppies is right this moment producing more guppies. One of which, Paidhi Girl reports, seems to have an extra fin in a funny place. "It might not live," I told her. "We'll just have to wait and see."
But really, on July 4th, it's all about the parade, the carnival, and the fireworks.
This year he decided to try it again, with much better results. Though what he'd been waiting all year for was the bumper cars. He got his bumper carring in, did the big slide, the Scrambler (which was for some bizzare reason called "the sizzler") and the swings. Which about gave me palpitations. Yes, it's a very tame ride. I loved the swings when I was a kid. I knew he'd love the swings. But he was so high up. I faked my way through it, though--smiled and waved as he came around, of course all was well.
We ran into one of Paidhi Girl's school friends, who asked urgently, "Where's Paidhi Girl?"
"She's at Girl Scout camp," I said, which she was. Today was the last day, and we went straight from the carnival to camp to get her. She'd spent two weeks swimming, and riding horses. The horse riding was the whole point of the camp, and she had an award from the show they'd had yesterday, she and her horse won "Cutest Couple." Her horse was named Jack, and Jack walked very slowly and halted a lot if you told him to walk, but if he was just going somewhere on his own, he moved quite briskly, and at the show he trotted around the corners three times absolutely perfectly but the fourth time he just stopped and wouldn't go, but he was still a good horse, actually he was a pony, and one day there was a spider as big as her hand in the tent, and also lots of crickets, but all you had to do with those was pick them up and throw them out, and she passed the test that let her go in the deepest part of the pool, which she never had in previous years because she couldn't float on her back, and her unit had to hop (set the tables and serve food at meals) four times when all the other units only hopped twice.
And they seem to have discontinued the unit songs. When I went to that very same camp, and even stayed in the same unit Paidhi Girl just did (and hopped!), and did the horses and all, there was no way to avoid knowing at least the refrain of Kiamecia's song, and Tonda's as well--even if you weren't in either of those units. But Paidhi Girl knew nothing of such things. Not a huge surprise--last year I discovered that not only Awhenasa's song, but Awhenasa's Super Secret Ritual that involved being given a Super Secret Name, was completely unknown to Paidhi Girl, who had just spent two weeks in Awhenasa.
So now we're all back home, and stuffed with barbecue, and are resting, waiting for the fireworks tonight. Well, Paidhi Girl is checking up on her fish, who I've been feeding for two weeks. Her pleco is getting bigger and bigger, some of those guppies are freaking huge, how big do guppies actually get? But anyway. One of her guppies is right this moment producing more guppies. One of which, Paidhi Girl reports, seems to have an extra fin in a funny place. "It might not live," I told her. "We'll just have to wait and see."
But really, on July 4th, it's all about the parade, the carnival, and the fireworks.