The Steve Miller concert and Sacred Circus acts were cancelled due to monsoons, but the weather didn't dampen our whole weekend. By Sunday morning the rain was gone, and we ventured out of the little trailer we'd tucked ourselves away in all night.
The rain was gone but left behind plenty of mud. Which the grand fairies found as soon as they left the camper.
There was a creek right by us, so we went down to rinse off.
And stayed most of the day!
Sun had come out, the humidity was shooting upwards, but the cool creek bed was shady and inviting.
There were about a dozen kids playing down there, and I offered $10 to anyone who could find a heart shaped rock.
The winner?
Sugarwings!
She found a few other ones too.
So did my son, who stacked them up in a gravity defying tower.
I found the right rocks to make a fairy on the mossy shore.
With some help from Dewdrop.
It was quite disappointing for the family to miss out on performing due to weather. And I hated not getting to see the Space Cowboy.
But the weekend was still magical. I'll take rockin it with the grandfairy babies over rock and roll any day!
But it was nice to get home to our other babes after the adventure was over.
The babies are so grown up!!!! Who does the little boy belong to????