A few weeks ago, we ventured down to New Mexico for the weekend, to visit with my cousins, and to see the balloon festival with them. After a late night of driving down there, and visiting with our lovely family, we woke up bright and early to witness the 7am liftoff.
Hundreds and hundreds of balloons (I wish I knew an official count) ascended into the air one after another. We could walk right up to the balloons, touch them, take pictures, then applaud as each one lifted into the air. It was really fun to see all the neat shapes and colors of the balloons.
This balloon was the first one we came upon, and after they filled up the balloon with air, they turned on the burners and we all watched as the parachute rose upright. So cool to be so close!
Kimble wasn't quite sure what to make of it all, but he enjoyed the morning watching all of the balloons fill the sky.
The view is even better when perched atop your daddy's shoulders!
This cow was massive. Massive, I tell ya. We were right next to it when it lifted, and it was like an eclipse happened, it was so huge in the sky!
My cousin has four kids, and their oldest is aged just between my two boys. They had an amazing time together during the weekend.
Here are all of us, heading back to our vehicles. At this point, it was about 10am and we had tons more to do that day, namely celebrate The Husband's birthday! More to come.