After filling his belly, we had to make a stop at the toy tent, where everything was purchased wholesale for a dime then marketed to a crowd of kids at usurious prices. We escaped with a $3 horn that will blow your eardrums out.
We watched the Italian bands. This was Grady's low point of the evening. Not fun to sit and watch with mom.
Then came the real fun. We made one more stop by the kid magnet tent and came out with a light up sword. At first, Grady was somewhat intimidated by all the big kids and their swords. He had to give them a once over.
But a few nice little boys invited him to play,
And he quickly joined in on the action.
Mask boy's mom gave Grady permission to sword fight her son.
And the little girls couldn't resist such a cute kung fu master.
Now that we are home with the sword and there are no more kids around to play with, he has taken to sword fighting the dogs.
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