We went to the Scarecrow Festival on Saturday to get out of the house and distract me temporarily from my head cold. It was fun to see all the different scarecrows competing for prizes. Adam and I were fond of the tribute to Gulliver's Travels and the Land of the Lilliputians. And of course there was the tribute to American Gothic by Grant Wood. Not bad if you ask me.
And what would a festival be with out Kenly hiding/playing peekabo with a clown behind Mama's legs.
Don't forget McGruff the crime dog. Kenly flirted with him unmercifully. She wouldn't get very close, but she shot him some killer smiles. Pun intended.
No festival is complete without Daddy trying to steal a bite of your food.