Scottish Festival

Jeremy, Carrigan, and I were able to go to the Scottish Festival in Payson on the 11th. Jackson and Thorin weren't with us. They were camping with grandma, so we decided to take Carrigan out on her first big day away from home (and grandma's house).

Here is the crest and motto for my clan. I am related to the McLachlan's through my dad's family (obviously, since it's my maiden name!).
We bought Jackson a t-shirt, but it worked well as a throw for Carrigan.

This is the booth for Jeremy's clan, the Macphersons. He is related to them through his mother's side of the family. (Photo taken at festival last year)

Sons of Scotland Unite! We love going to the Scottish Festival because this t-shirt describes the general feeling you get there. Although most people are far removed from their scottish roots, they still fiercely cling to them, and they're proud of it. We feel the same way! (Photo taken last year)

This is the Payson High Pipe Band. We arrived at the festival too late for the massing of the bands (my favorite part), but I did at least get to hear smaller groups here and there practicing for later on.