I have to be honest…festival day for Selah was not as wonderfully memorable as Jesse and I would have liked it to have been for her. She was at her sickest point, so between the sleep deprivation, the coughing, and the “different” foods for her, she wasn’t as on top of her game as usual. In fact, most of the actual festival, Selah spent asking in a very polite little wimper…”Mommy…home-y” or “Daddy, home please?” and covering her ears from the loud music. Poor girl.
But, there were highlights, and that’s what pictures are for, right? To remember the best of things and forget that there was a ‘worst’! 😉 So, ‘best of’ included: another pinata, pitaya ice cream (what doesn’t ice cream cure?! We sure haven’t found it! Well, except for stains…bright pink pitaya ice cream happens to be exceptionally ‘persistent’), and “bartending” with Auntie Dez (cutest beer girl I’ve ever seen!).