Scottish Festival

Heith wearing his kilt and sporran.
Haiden wearing his kilt and sporran.
The Scottish Pipe Band
Grumpy Boys after a long day in the hot sun. This was taken as we were listening to the concert. They would have much rather been in bed asleep.
This was one of the five bands we heard at the concert on the last night of the festival. The traditional music is so pretty.

Just a little bit about the post because I know that most of you enjoy the pictures a lot more than the stories. So I'm going to try and keep it short. We went to the festival last week, it started Friday afternoon and went all day Saturday, ending with a concert. We had hoped to spend most of Friday at the Festival in an effort to avoid the heat and crowds. Turns out it took too long to rally the troops (my mom, grandma, aunt, siblings, Heith, Haiden, Brian, and I) so we made it just in time to watch tattoo (its where the different clans march around holding their flags), and the fireworks. The disappointing thing about the fireworks was that they lasted about two minutes... kind of a bummer.

We woke up bright and early Saturday morning fixed yummy pear pancakes, and headed back to the festival. We spent a couple of hours walking around looking at booths, watching Scottish sports, and eating food that isn't very healthy before the sun got too unbearable. At that time we went back to my moms house for an afternoon nap. When everyone was rejuvenated we went back to the festival for the evening concert.