stupidly bravely took both boys by myself to the Wisconsin Sheep and Wool Festival last weekend. It should have been no problem, right? What 2 and 4 year old wouldn’t love to spend a Saturday looking at lots and lots of yarn? Right?
It’s hard to believe that I’ve been blogging about Sheep and Wool for five years now. I attended for the first time in 2006. I went in 2007 and posted twice. In 2009 Tea got to experience it for the first time. Last year Tea went with my mom and sister since I had a date (as much as I love S&W, I love Kyle more).
This was Pea’s first trip to the festival. The boys tolerated the
torture outing at first, as long as there were sheep to look at.
They didn’t care for this ram one bit and didn’t want to turn their back on him.
We watched a shearing demonstration. One of their favorite books is Charlie Needs a Cloak, which outlines the process of wool from a sheep to finished garment. So they actually were really interested in seeing this.
They also liked watching people spinning. They were mesmerized watching the wheel turning around and the peddles going up and down. So was I. I really need to take a class to learn this.
But display after display after display of yarn (my favorite part) did them in. We never did quite make it to lunch because one of the boys lost his cool in a rather loud and demonstrative fashion. I got to carry him the full length of the Jefferson County Fairgrounds back to the car. Thank goodness the other one held it together or I’d have had to commandeer a saddled sheep to carry them out.