Tulip Time in Pella

Hello again. Saturday I went to the Tulip Festival in Pella, Iowa. We
watched Dutch folk dancers in the park. We had fun shopping. You can buy
wooden shoes to fit anyone's feet. The tiles with Holland scenes were
amazing. We saw plenty of dispalys of Dutch Heritiage. I read 2 Dutch
princesses have visited Pella. There was even a display from the Hmong
who came to Pella after the Vietnam War. Wyatt Earp came to live in
Pella when he was 2 and left as a teen. His childhood home had a
Historical Vilage built around it. It had a large windmill with a long
line we did not wish to stand in. We gave my niece her first taste of a
root beer float. We saw the parade on a crowded street with no place to
sit. It had Dutch characters, bands, baby parade, twin parade, Tulip
Queen and her court, floats, and car with the U.S. Rep from Iowa Leonard
Boswell.

Then when we made it back to our car, my sister lost her keys. After
sitting in the grass for an hour and a cop got the door open on his 10th
try, we put all our things inside to discover the keys were in a
compartment in the baby stroller. The cop who asked a place to make my
sister another key called it off. She asked if the cop was single. At
first I thought she was trying to get me a date. He is getting married
in 2 weeks. She instructed for him to get spare keys for his bride
because since the baby, she repeatedly forgets where she puts them. He
laughed. We made it back and gave baby a bath from her crawling in the
grass. Poor baby. She must have her father's allergies because she had
goo coming out of her eyes and sticking to her lashes, and a rash. She
did not fuss a bit when I wiped off her face as usual. She looked
pitiful with dried goo on her face, that can't feel good. Post later.
Bye!