I mean, you knew it was going to happen.
My favorite part of this post is that I have so many pictures on my laptop of me eating turkey legs that I now have to name them things like Turkey_Leg_10-2-2016. Because my life is amazing.
Tag: Fisher’s Ren Faire
Faire Compromise
Danger Moneky, age 7: “I’m can’t decide what costume to wear to the Ren Faire. I want to be Leonardo Davinci… or a ninja.”
Me: “My vote is for Leonardo.”
DM: “But I don’t have a white fluffy beard.”
Me: “You can be Leo, the seven year old version of Leonardo Davinci.”
DM: “OK. I’ll make a name tag so people know who I am.”
And he did.
Soggy Faire
It doesn’t rain all summer, but then I go to the Fishers Ren Faire and it pours on us for an hour. But don’t despair… It cleared up and was gorgeous weather as we were leaving. Other than that, the Ren Faire ROCKED. Bought a really nice horsehair sporran for my kilt!
Very Vocal Viking 