This morning I took Trey to the our little town’s annual Pow-Wow Festival. We arrived in time to see the tail end of the parade, but at least the firetrucks were at the end. Most of the parade seemed to be one long line of advertisements for local businesses, anyway. We walked around all the carnival rides. I wondered how I ever liked riding those contraptions when now just a drive on a winding mountain road makes me sick. Trey seemed enthralled with all the colors and lights, and was a bit upset that he didn’t quite measure up to the 36″ required for riding. We actually spent most of the time at the recreation center’s playground, running, climbing and sliding. It was a fun little outing for mommy and Trey.