In October, I just happened across a news story for a Balloon Festival in the town just 30 minutes south of us. I decided to load up the kids and take them to experience one of my favorite memories from when I was a kid. I remember being so cold but the balloons were so pretty. I bundled up both kids and, pulled up some grass and watched the balloons come to life. Caleb was so cold even in his jacket and a blanket, Andru was wrapped up just like a burrito like Caleb. Not once did the kids complain, they just oo'd and ahh'd over the balloons. It was well worth the trip in the cold.