Thursday, October 29, 2009
Tuesday we loaded up the car and drove to the Texas Renaissance Festival with our funny friends, the Feldmans . We Hendricks go every year. Yesterday the boys could be heard saying, "Next year at the Renaissance Festival, I'm going to (fill in the blank). They are already looking forward to next October's adventure.
There is something magical about the medieval ages, isn't there? Spending the day surrounded by princesses, kings, queens and knights makes strange things happen in your heart.
Eating turkey legs and funnel cakes all day also causes wonderful things to happen in your heart.
Of course Ashton calls the Renaissance Festival the "Ren-uh-zonz-is Vegetable."
We have threatened to sell our older two sons to the gypsies if they ever correct Ashton. It's just too cute to hear him say it. Thanks to the Ren. Festival, our older boys really think gypsies exist, and they don't want to live with them.
We go during the week for "School Days." This means the festival is rated PG...the kids get to enjoy all the coolness from the Medieval Ages minus the debauchery.
This was Hudson's first year to enjoy the festival. I loved seeing his face. Babies get the rare privilege of letting what they are thinking on the inside come out through their facial expressions.
Hudson sat in that stroller most of the day looking at the "odd" people. His face said, "You are a grown man. Why are you dressed like a Centaur?"
While we were there this year, we all kept wondering...
"What do these people do when they aren't working at the Renaissance Festival?"
Are they always pirates?
Do they wear eye liner every day?
Do they always talk with an English Accent?
Does the Jousting Knight from Spain sell Kirby vacuums?
Do the Jugglers teach elementary education classes at a University?
Is the beggar a youth pastor?
And what do the boys with vampire teeth do during the rest of the year?
Sack groceries at HEB?
If so, I hope they never smile. Those teeth are scary. You can actually get a dentist to put vampire teeth tips in your mouth. weird.
I hope dentists are kind enough to say to would-be vampires, "Look...are you sure you want to do this? I mean...some things are really cool at the Renaissance Festival, but not so cool on the cereal aisle of the grocery store."
I wish someone would do a documentary on the "workers" at the Ren. Festival to see what they "do" when they aren't Renaissance-ing it up. Now that's a show I'd watch.