Brecken was a real trooper on the trip. Considering that he's never really been anywhere but his house, driving nine hours, sleeping in a strange crib in a strange room and eating weird food not in his highchair was really disruptive to his routine. He didn't eat a whole lot and sleeping was.... okay. The second morning there he got up at 5:30 a.m. and refused to go back to sleep. We had two options: shush the one-year-old and sit around in the dark, or get everyone up and dressed and race to downtown Boise to watch the hot air balloon festival which started at sunrise. Balloons it is!
We followed the steady stream of people to this park and arrived just in time to hear the national anthem and watch the fighter jets fly over.
Then they announced that all the balloons would begin to inflate simultaneously~ ready, set, go! At first the park was just filled with tons of people, and then slowly from their midst the balloons began to rise.
It was amazing how close they let us get.
These boys are still a little sleep foggy and cold. It's possible Grey needed the restroom.
Watching them blow up these balloons was really something to see.
Rowan insisted on bringing that plastic snake. To be fair, he never dropped it once.
I'm not sure how long it took to blow them up: 20 minutes or so? It was amazing how close together they all were.
And then when they were filled...
...they started to take off one by one.
There were over 20 of them (almost 30 I think)
Rowan kept shouting "WHOA, wook at DAT one!!"
Greyson was quiet. I think he was in awe.
His favorite was this rocket.
They were so close together they literally bumped when taking off. Crazy. And look at all the people. If one of those things blew over it'd be like a gigantic punching bag coming down on the masses. That didn't happen.... but I was ready. No balloon was gonna take me out.
You see dat one, Mom?!
I see them, buddy, I see them.
It was one of the best sunrises of my whole life. Just being with my guys, drinking coffee, squishing through the cold wet grass, and experiencing something exciting together.
Thanks, babe, for getting out of bed and getting us there.