Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Balloon Glow


The Great Forest Park Balloon Race was last week and the night before they have a Balloon Glow. They have, what seems like, millions of balloons all bunched together in the center of the park and have them all lit up at intervals. An air horn blows and they all burn and have that beautiful orange glow to them. Its fun, but you have to get there. Its in the middle of the park with limited parking. This means walking...lots of walking.

We had to trek over to where the balloons were. We didn't bring a stroller b/c mostly that's a beating trying to off road in a stroller. Mike had the cooler and intermitantly carried Raph and I carried Colin. He was so cute b/c he probably said "Whazzat!?" About 637 times on the way over to the balloons. There was much to see, we took a tunnel under the highway (I did not feel safe), thru the park...police horses, helicopters, and balloons oh my! You could see the balloons long before we actually got to them so our conversation went like this:
C: Whazzat!?
M: Helicopter
C: Whazzat!?
M: Horses.
C: Whazzat!?
M: Balloons.
C: Whazzat!? OOOooooo!
C: Whazzat!?
M: balloons
C: Whazzat!? OOoooo Booon!
M: yes balloon
C: Whazzat!?
M: Tree
C: Whazzat!?
M: Tree
C: Whazzat!? Geeeeee. OOOOOOOoooo
Me: Tree
C: Whazzat!?
C: Whazzat!?
C: Whazzat!?
C: Whazzat!?
C: Whazzat!?
C: Whazzat!?
C: Whazzat!?
C: Whazzat!?
C: Whazzat!?
C: Whazzat!?
C: Whazzat!?
He was about to jump out of his skin by the time we got to the balloons, until someone fired the burner when we were right next to it. Then he started crying. The leader of the race is the Energizer bunny so I kept telling him there's the bunny and he'd do the bunny sign. Yeah for cute baby signs! After they took down the balloons there were fireworks. Then the conversation turned to this:
C: Whazzat!? Boooom! about 900 times

It was fun and I got a workout carrying Colin 18 miles in the dark thru the golf course. That and I'm taking muscle relaxers because of my cupcake injury. So muscle relaxers + 2 beers + no dinner = drunk Marcella. Opps.

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