We had a nice trip to California, to visit our son and his family.
We took walks along the ocean and to parks, the grandkids rode their bikes, we went to the harbor, and enjoyed the ocean scenes.
We made home-made cards and lemonade (from the lemons off their tree) with the grandkids. Later the grandkids had fun setting up a lemonade stand on their driveway in front of their house.
And, we took the grandchildren to a carnival. That’s where we watched the pig races. At the carnival we went on a few rides (including a pony ride) looked at animals in the animal barn, ate a picnic lunch and finished just in time for the Pig Races.
There was a race track set up for the pig race, and the show began. Eight adorable pigs (I don’t know what kind they were) were trained to run this horseshoe-shaped track. Four pigs at a time were let out to run from one end to the other where their reward of food awaited them. Spectators, young and old, gather all along the racetrack to watch and “squeal” with delight! There is a second race with four more pigs. The first-place winner and runner-up of the two races competed in the final race for the championship title. The spectators were broken into four cheering sections for the final race. I’m sad to say our pig, Strawberry, did not win.
Children loved to watch and cheer the pigs on, but I think adults enjoyed it too. Just maybe…we might enjoy the races most because we’re with the grandkids.
(Unfortunately, I was not in a good spot to take photos of the pig races.)
In your images and words, I read serenity, love and joy as you made memories with the grandkids. So happy you had this time with all of them.
Thank you Audrey.
We, like you, are always grateful for time with the grandkids.
What a fun outing with your grandkids … a pig race! These are the kind of memories that will live in their hearts forever. Years from now they will share this story with their kids, their grandkids. This is how the legacy of family remains cherished. Oral history will always be a part of our humanity.
I do hope the grandchildren will remember the fun times we have together.
“Oral history will always be a part of our humanity” is so true.