Balloons (and friends) in the park

This past weekend we headed to Chilicothe for the 2nd annual Balloons in the Park.  We had no idea what to expect, and I'm learning in my old age that low (and no) expectations often lead to a great time.

The first thing we saw was a car show, which really wouldn't normally interest us girls.  However, we found a car that made Sam smile and the girls happily posed in front of it.

Next we headed towards the balloons, which Sam insisted she needed to touch.  That wasn't possible so the girls bounced on a few bouncers, were handed a few free Frisbees and played in some bubbles.

Then, we got to the good stuff... checking out the balloons....

Which lasted long enough to take these pictures.  Then they had to go to the bathroom which led to a LOT of drama due to... PORTA POTTIES.  AHHH!  We begged.  We pleaded.  Mommy showed them that it wasn't that scary while they both started at me like I was out of my mind.  There was no way, no how, no thank you, that these two were going to do their business in the "yucky potties."  Sam even looked at me and begged, "Can't we find a tree?"  So sad (and scary that she knew that could be an option.)

Then Daddy promised them a surprise and boom... The porta potty was a friend once again.

After picking out glow in the dark necklaces Mohawks swords, we ran into some old friends who just moved back to town and spend the next few hours playing, running around, and catching up.

Finally, it was time to see the balloon glow... And it was totally worth the wait.  Very, very cool.

I think we'll go back next year.  And, I think we'll restrict the girl's fluid intake the day before.  Just in case they don't sell swords.