ye old scottish festival

Yesterday we braved the strange June weather to go to the Scottish Festival at Thanksgiving Point. We went last year for the first time and LOVED it so much, we decided to make it a tradition.
This year, my mom went with us and we stayed for just a few hours and took in all things Scottish. I ate a traditional shepherd's pie, Ben dined on haggis (yuck! times twelve!!). We bought little man a wee little kilt and had about a million people comment on how cute he looked. Ben really wanted him to wear it to church today, but since I'm the one who dressed him (& Ben didn't go to church), I didn't comply with this wish. The kilt will actually fit Erich for a few years because it has Velcro...that is the only reason why I consented to actually spending money on it.
We watched the closing ceremony wherein the bag pipe bands all played. It was too cool.
Luckily, we got there right when the rain storm was passing and we enjoyed decent weather the rest of the time.
It was nice to have Ben off of work for a Saturday and to be able to actually go out and do something.