We've been doing other summer-bucket-listy things besides camping (summer bucket list tacked to top of blog for easy reference). One of the first things we did in Saskatoon last year was go to Diefenbaker Park for the Canada Day festival so it felt full-circle-ish to be going again. PATRIOTISM.
Eleanor is getting very good at festivals ('vesstibulls,' she says). 'What can we eat?' she asks, as soon as we arrive. I dunno, Eleanor, go check out the food trucks.
Maple bacon poutine: the Canadianest food that ever Canadianed..
We also got a cupcake from the enormous flag-shaped cupcake cake.
Eleanor almost certainly ate some wrapper.
You have icing on your fingers, mum. Get that for you.
There was live music, there was puppies.
There was giant slides.
There was patriotically-colored strawberry shortcake donuts
which Eleanor ate like four of
and then CHASED HERSELF AROUND THE STROLLER.
Geneva did, you know, baby stuff.
And then the other day Eleanor woke up HOT AND ANGRY AND EARLY from her nap and there was still so much afternoon left and I was like, PUT ON SHOES, we're going on a pelican hunt. And we took a wrong turn because the pelican is, like, a block from our house, but not in a straight line, and you have to walk several blocks to get there, and we've only ever driven past it, and ANYway, we ended up finding this Alice in Wonderland wall, which...
I mean. That is amazing.
And then we found the pelican, and Eleanor was immediately like, I AM GOING TO RIDE HIM.
FLY WITH ME, PELICAN.
I BROUGHT YOU SOME LUNCH, PELICAN. IT IS FISHES BECAUSE YOU EAT FISHES YARM YARM YARM.
I love you, pelican.
We are summering so hard.