One of the things that I have missed most in the years that we lived outside of Colorado is the hot air balloons over Labor Day weekend. I can remember waking up before the sunrise as a little girl and driving into "town" to watch the balloons lift off. I remember how breathtaking it was. My awe of it hasn't changed much now that I am an adult - if anything I love it even more now that I get to experience it with my children. As is the tradition my family woke up an hour and a half before sunrise - got dressed in cozy hoodies and jeans, picked up some donuts and went to watch 60+ hot air balloons lift. This year was especially fun since this was the first year for my girls to see it. It was also extra fun because my son was able to help set up one of the hot air balloons which he just loved. It was the perfect way to spend a Sunday morning.
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