Nothing like a good festival to end the weekend. We went to Wildberg hoping to watch the running of the sheep, which apparently is a tradition a few hundred years old. Ren and Kate were way overwhelmed with all the sights and really preferred to just play in the park and eat bratwurst. We missed the sheep running itself, but saw some animals for the kids, played at the playground, and drove a few cars around. Kate's nearly ready to walk, but is already climbing up the stairs without batting an eyelash. Unfortunately, these are really tough stairs for little kids, as you can see.
