Czech it out part 2

Wow, what a fun day we had. I hope you all enjoyed the photos I posted. Now here is as the late Paul Harvey would say "the rest of the story".

We went down this morning to Tabor, about a 1 1/2 or so hour south of us. Every year the town celebrates it's Czechoslovakian heritage with a wonderful 3 day festival. Some of the events include a large parade, a smaller kiddie parade, lots of dancing, demonstrations on how to make kolaches, the talent contest for the Czech Queen candidates, a kids tractor pull, a midway carnival, and of course the Polka Mass. Yes, they really do have a Catholic Mass complete with polka music. Sadly, I have not been able to make this particular service but I have been told is is quite beautiful.

First up on our list of things was the kiddie parade. The larger more "official" celebration parade is held on Friday but it is too difficult for us to make that parade, plus Carolyn is not too fond of the loud noises. Saturday is the day for the kiddie parade. This is a bit smaller both in size and entries. There are different judged categories including, decorated bikes, dolls, pets, and miscellaneous. Each entry must have something to do with being Czech whether it is a costume or a saying. This is so much fun to watch. This years pet entries included Guinea pigs, rabbits, and a couple of dogs dressed in really cute outfits. In addition to the kids, the winning float from the Friday parade is also invited to this parade. Part of the fun is watching this parade with my mother in law. She is from Tabor so she knows everyone and gives a great running commentary on who is who. This year we also watched with two of the loving husband's aunts and his grandmother.

After the parade ended, the loving husband took Andrew and headed over to the park. I took the other two kids and we went over to Grandma Helen's house for bathroom breaks and I wanted to get my phone and money for later events. Of course in true Cindy style, on the way out of the house I missed the bottom step and did a knees first dive in front of everyone. The only thing hurt was my pride. We met back up at the park a little later and watched the awards ceremony for the kiddie parade and the coronation of the Czech Prince and Princess. They also had clowns making balloon animals so the kids stood in line to get one.

By then it was time for lunch so we headed inside the hall to get some wonderful yummy food. The loving husband opted for the meal which included pork and beef, mashed potatoes and gravy, dumplings, sauerkraut, and a kolache. I stood in the other line and got hot dogs, homemade chicken noodle soup, and more beef. Did I mention the food was yummy?

After eating, it was time to buy the kolaches. Every year they (lots of volunteers) make a few hundred dozen kolaches both to sell with the meals and to package and sell separately. There are various kinds including poppy seed, prune, apricot, cherry, cream cheese (my favorite), and a few more unconventional like pineapple, strawberry, or rhubarb. This is where it is really handy to know someone who lives in town. After buying the kolaches, I was able to take them back to Grandma Helen's house to wait in air conditioning as opposed to the sweltering heat of my van.

After lunch was the tractor pull. This is for ages 4-13. It consists of a pedal tractor hooked up to a weighted sled. The objective is to pedal the tractor as far as you can until the weight on the sled moves to the top and stops you. The key is to pedal fast and don't look back. Winners in each category qualify for the state championship later this summer. Last year both Matthew and Carolyn competed and had fun so this year they were looking forward to doing it again.

The official age to do this is 4 but they have an unofficial 3 and under category to start things off. Andrew was really really wanting to ride the tractors so he was pretty excited when he got to get on it and ride up the street. I'm pretty sure the announcer walking next to them was the reason all the little ones pedaled till the weight stopped at the top of the sled. Everyone was all smiles.

One of the biggest surprises this year was how incredibly competitive this event was. If the weight makes it to the top of the sled then it is called a full pull. There were a lot of full pulls this day.

The age categories go up by single year and gender. This is of course supposed to make it fair but poor Carolyn turned 6 last week so she was the youngest of the competitors in her division. Had she been with the 2 5 year olds she might have done better but there were at least 5 other girls she had to compete against and I'm pretty sure she was the lightest. She also made the mistake of looking back when she was pedaling so she lost speed and didn't get as far as the other girls. Several girls had full pulls so this division went extra rounds.

For some reason the organizers decided to take a break between the 6 year olds and the 7 and ups. One of the things they do for fun is have the Czech Queen candidates compete in the pull. This is just for fun and doesn't count except as a crowd pleaser. They also decided to have a "powder puff" 13 and older (emphasis on older) division, also just for fun. After the queen candidates went, the announcer went looking for "contestants" amongst the crowd. There were a few that had either signed up or were volunteered. I was enjoying watching these women trying to do this. One reluctant soul gave her name as "I don't have the proper shoes" as she was using that as an excuse to get out of being a contestant. For the record, she had flip flops on, as did the majority of contestants.

As I was enjoying this completion, I heard the name Cindy called. I really didn't think too much of it until Matthew came up to me and told me it was my turn to go. I looked at him and asked him what he meant. He told me that Daddy told him to go over and give the announcer my name. Gee, thanks darling. As I was getting on the tractor, I mentioned that the loving husband wasn't getting a Father's Day gift. The crowd laughed. I pedaled my fastest. It was harder than it looked. The wheels are kinda tiny and you don't feel like you are moving very fast and then it starts getting harder and harder to pedal. I maxed out at just over 21 feet. Not too bad I guess.

After the 7 year old girls went it was Matthew's turn. There were several other 7 year old boys in this division. When it came time for Matthew to go I went out in front of him as his encourager. Poor Andrew had fallen asleep so he was sitting on the loving husband in the shade. I reminded Matthew to pedal as fast as he could and not to look back. He took my advice and went like crazy. I watched the weight inch up and up until it stopped at the top of the sled. Matthew got a full pull and he was excited. He jumped off the tractor and gave me a big high-five and was jumping up and down with excitement. Two other boys also had a full pull so there was a 3 way tie and they had to go another round. Matthew was up first but this time didn't get as good a start so he only went about 18 or so feet. He was really disappointed. He was even more disappointed when the other two boys got longer distances than him. He came in third.

After we got done with the tractor pull, I took Matthew and Carolyn and headed over to the craft fair. Tabor is not a very big town so it was only a three or four block walk. Matthew wasn't overly happy with looking at breakable items such as the Czech china and crystal but Carolyn seemed to enjoy it. One of the loving husband's aunts had a lovely bag and I had commented on it earlier and she told me that they were selling them at the craft fair for only $6. His other aunt also had one too and really liked hers. I found the booth and decided that the price was right. It was a tough decision but I finally decided to go with the black with pink polka dots.

As we were leaving the craft fair, a very nice lady stopped us and told us that about a block off the main path was a group that was giving free horse rides. "Horse" was all it took to get Carolyn excited. We walked over and found the house. It turns out that the owner of the horses has a Cowboy camp nearby and was offering the freewill donation rides as a way to get her camp name out there. She was a very nice person to talk to. By this time Andrew had woken up so he and the loving husband joined us for a horse ride.

After finishing up with the horses, we headed back to ride the midway rides. Each child got to pick 2 rides to ride on and we bought the number of tickets needed. Tickets were $1 apiece and most rides charged 3 tickets. Unfortunately, one of the rides Matthew wanted to go on was broken so he got to ride the same ride twice. He also got to play ski ball. He did pretty good and got scores on two of his games high enough to win a small prize.

After finishing up with the rides, we headed back over to Grandma Helen's house to collect our stuff. We said our good-bye's to my mother in law and the aunts and Grandma. After more conversation ( It's so hard to say good bye) we finally left and headed for home.

It was a fun fun day and the kids were dirty dirty dirty. I can't wait until next year.