Friday night we went to Steph's house for dinner and a visit. She made Cherokee tacos with Indian Fry bread they picked up on vacation. They were really good because who does not like some fried bread covered in chili, lettuce, cheese and sour cream. Lori stopped by on her way home and when Baylor saw her he asked her to take him home. I visited for while and had to stop at Nana Heidi's, Steph's mom, on the way home. The moral of the story is at did not get home until after 8 and it was late. Baylor wanted to water color and I did not want to that late and told him we could in the morning. He was not up long before he remember and true to my word, we watercolored. I bought pipets to use in our art and he discovered the fun of dripping water and water colors on his blocks.


We played outside and I worked on my painting projects in the garage while he played in the mud, in the bounce house and on the four wheeler. He had a popsicle break sitting on the doors to the basement. I have to close the one side because while I don't usually worry about him falling down the hurricane doors, I do imagine him falling down the stairwell.

We watched Madison for several hours while her daddy and his girlfriend, my friend Tamela, went to Hershey Spa for an afternoon of body scrubs and deep tissue massages. We went swimming right away and Madison who is the same age as Baylor proved to be Mermaid Madison. She had no fears of the water and can swim under water with ease. She was leaping from the ladder shouting Surfs Up! All without any float vest which Baylor is not allowed out of. He does start swimming lessons next Saturday at a local college so hopefully he will be swimming soon. He is doing better at moving around and nearly doggy paddling to get across the pool. After swimming, they shared a bath and had a snack. They played all afternoon, both inside the house and outside. Amazingly there were no fights or issues. It was great!

As soon as we found each other, the skies opened up and the 30% chance of rain, turned in 100%. At least where we were standing. I had decided to not grab the umbrella and Heather did not have one either so we ducked under a pretzel stand to wait it out. The owner was very nice about it and unfortunately did not have her pretzels yet or we would have enjoyed a snack while waiting for the rain to clear. Brigid was the only dry one among us because she has a rain cover for the stroller. The entire time we were there, she was all smiles, waving from her stroller to everyone.
The rain slowed down enough to at least walk around and find something to eat. By the time we were done, the rain was gone and the place had cleared out enough that it was not difficult to get around and see everything. Baylor loved it all and was very interested the steam engines.
The saw mill was running and we all enjoyed watching it work. Baylor's great Grandpa Thatcher had a saw mill rather like this back in his day. Today they were working on some good sized logs and making planks of about 2 x 8 or so. The bark and odd pieces were being thrown off to the side. Some of it was being cut down and used to run the engines on display like the one Baylor was standing next too. I am sure some of it was sold for firewood. I did not ask anyone what they did with the lumber but the trailer they were loading left full of wonderfully fresh smelling wood.
They were working on this log and came across a nail buried deep in the tree. Many, many years ago someone drove that nail into a skinny tree and left it there. Thankfully it did not damage the huge saw with its many teeth.
This is the engine that was powering the mill. We stood on this side of it after I mentioned to Heather how much damaged is caused when those belts slip. I was not intended to imply we were not is a safe spot, I just remember stories being told about that happening. Standing on this side made it feel a bit safer.
He saw us walking behind the engine and asked if Baylor wanted to stand in the step and see the fire. He has a pretty good grasp of the steam engine process but seeing it first hand was a treat for all of us.
Around the back of the sawmill was the thrashing machine. At first we thought it may have been a hay baler, not related to Baylor which means horse trainer(not how he got his name either) but it was throwing out the chaff and straw on one side and the grain was going into a wagon.
I am sure the older man on the thresher may be doing this for fun now had to do this for real when he was younger. My parents were at our house when we got home (I was not planning on being there for over four hours) and I showed them the pictures we took. Dad remembers a thresher and engine like this coming to the farm he grew up on during the harvest season. And Dad is younger than this man.
The train was running and we took the kids for a ride. Baylor did really well walking around or sitting on my shoulders and will tell you he liked the train ride, just not all that other stuff. Except for the ice cream.
There used to be an amusement park at
Williams Grove but it is no longer running. The flea market used to wind around the buildings but I think some fool got hurt doing something he was not supposed to be doing so it is now all closed off.
Baylor did not mind.
There was this little train to see outside the train car. He was quite interested in making up its story about why it is not working and what it could do.
Brigid was finally out of the stroller and very happy to be out with us.
Alone the way we 'raced' a tractor.
Saw fields full of all colors of tractors.
It was a quick ride as the tracks do not go all the way around the fields and grounds as I thought they did. But again Baylor did not mind. Once we were back on soggy ground, we headed out with a few stops. This engine was really revving up and the smoke was amazing. We picked up some veggies and Heather bought an old toy cash register like one she had at her grandmother's when she was growing up. We did pick up some Halloween items that were a really good price. Not too much shopping for all the walking around but it was a good Sunday.
We had to stop at the grocery store and headed home to see Grandma and Buddy for a visit. After they left Baylor wanted to watch Nemo and fell asleep in his recliner. That was about 5 PM. It is 9:15 and he is still asleep so I guess I will be taking him to bed soon. Only 20 days to fall!