Denver Chalk Festival
I bet you have seen this picture online, but never thought it could happen to you.
Sam was on my shoulders at the Chalk Festival and I grabbed his upper leg and it was wet. I thought that Brian gave him a bottle of water and he spilled it on himself. No such luck!! We took Sam to a local public restroom STAT to change his pull-up and pants and then I was in a hurried state to replace a wet shirt and clean off my shoulders. Thank goodness it was just after 10am and I was able to run into a local store on the 16th Street Mall and purchase a new shirt. I headed to another public restroom with about 100 paper towels and washed off my neck and shoulders with soap and water, twice. Yuck!!!!!!
Then, during our lunch at Rock Bottom Brewery, two men rode up on old fashioned bicycles and Sam was staring at them. One of the men was nice enough to put Sam on one and walk him around in front of the restaurant. His smile was from ear to ear.
We walked over to the Capitol Hill People's Fair and did a lap around the festivities, but nothing really caught our eye, so we headed home.
After we took Sam home (after he fought going to sleep for his nap), we were messing with the sprinker system and clowning around.
|Sam and his "Elbow Dance"|
After Sam went to bed, we watched Mission Impossible: Ghost Protocol. Not bad.
While Brian was training for his Century Ride in August. He did 10 miles. Samuel and I went to Cracker Barrel for breakfast, played on a jungle gym in Westminster and went to swim class. Since this was the last class in the session, the substitute teacher put the 3 kids in Sam's class that attended in life preservers and took them to the big pool (7-15' deep). He was the only kid in his class to have the courage to jump off the diving board. Of course, that's one of the only times that I haven't packed a camera. He was so proud of himself and wasn't scared at all.
I hope this doesn't mean that he is going to be a daredevil when he grows up.
After swim class we came home and had lunch, then Brian and Sam headed to AFW to see if they could find a bed frame and desk for our 3rd bedroom. Unfortunately, no such luck.
While they were out, I moved enough stuff out of the garage so that I could park my car inside. It only took almost 2 months, but at least I beat the heat and won't have a scorching car in the morning.
|Not the best photo, but the car is in the garage.|
P.S. I'll post an ending to the Garage Challenge this week.