Festival of Grapes

A couple of weeks ago, the gang took a spur of the moment trip to GrapeFest. We had a great time listening to music, milling about with the crowd, and enjoying the festival experience. This time we seemed to be much more incognito. The boys are older, and we dressed them similarly but not the same. Perhaps the biggest notice I had was in the breastfeeding/diaper change tent as I paraded in and out with three different kids to change their pants.

Ryan's ready to go!

James has two treat cups to contain his hunger.

Michael sports a "Yankee STADIUM" shirt. It was the only way I could get a Yankee souvenir for the kids from our August baseball trip. Bob still complains about how it breaks his heart to see his boy wearing the Yankee logo.
The petting zoo was something new and different. We could have bought food for a dollar, but the boys were pretty timid just touching the animals much less having them eat out of their hands.
After a bit, they got a little braver and started touching the animals with a little prompting.
Michael ignored his wet pants to play with the animals. After he got his pet on, we stopped at the diaper tent to change clothes.
Ryan and Grandpa check out a llama (or is it an alpaca - oh well, it's a hairy mountain beast).
James checks out the ground near the hairy coo. Seeing the little hairy coo made me want to take Mr. James and his bros to Scotland.

More coo lookin'.

Ryan gets brave and pets the goat (later he decided to chase a fluffy chicken - I didn't have time to photograph in order to save said chicken's life).
Michael likes the petting zoo, and I tried not to think about how their little pacifiers were swinging about in a land of poop and sawdust while they bent and squatted and probably drug said pacifiers through aforementioned sawdust & poo.
After the petting zoo, the boys took a ride in the big wheel/trike area. Ryan and James LOVED the bikes, but Michael was not as thrilled.

James commands his vessel.

Michael gets a little help from Aunt Faith.

Battle of the Bros Tricycle Style.

Mom, Faith, and I took a spin on the ferris wheel. Faith was very excited to wave to the boys below.
Bob, Jim, and the boys are down below - note the grey t-shirt uniform of my beloved and the two strollers.
At the end of the night, we watched a band play for a bit before the boys all crashed, and then we waited while Aunt Faith got her face painted with our leftover tickets.

Beautiful girl, pretty butterfly. Grape time!