A few weekends ago, we hit the biggest town festival in our area to watch the parade and help Auntie Sarah sell some jewelry.
It’s amazing how much of a different experience this parade was from the one just two weeks earlier. Mason clapped for the bands, waved at the floats, and pointed to the trucks (as opposed to just watching kids run for candy) and had a BLAST.
He also made a friend of a nearby spectator and kept luring her over by throwing his toys and cup on the ground for her to bring back to him. Smart little flirt I have.
After the parade, we went down to Art in the Park and were going to help sell some jewelry, but unfortunately Mason had other plans.
He ran and ran and ran and tried to climb on top of every single dog, smash every flower, and graby every breakable item in his reach. After doing approximately 2342394808 laps around the park and spending an entire 4 minutes with Sarah, we went home.
Apparently, all the fun wore him out.
Last Year’s Waterfest Parade