Tally-ho

We took the Blueberry girls to the Renaissance Festival today. I am kind of in a state of shock at how much my delicate, petite, fairy-princess of a six-year-old loved the sword fighting. She liked it; she really, really liked it. Nevermind that the broadswords probably weigh as much as she does. Her eyes lit up and she laughed and laughed and clapped and clapped. She refused to try any other amusements until the show was completely over. I sincerely pray she didn't understand a word of the banter between duels, as it would make a sailor-on-leave-after-a-three-year-tour-of-duty blush up to the tips of his ears. Unfortunately, she was able to quote some of it later so I may be getting a call from the teacher after school tomorrow.