This was a pretty busy weekend for us with the Rose Parade, a friend’s birthday party, a going away party, a kickball game and pick-up basketball for Curt at 9 pm on a Sunday. I can’t imagine what life will be like once there is more than one kid to entertain. One good thing about having a toddler is that we’re forced to use our creativity and get out of the house, or else try to unsuccessfully tame a bored little beast at home. So, we headed out early on Saturday morning to track down a parking spot, watch the dragon boat races and annual Rose Parade. None of it disappointed.
It never ceases to amaze me how gung-ho Portlanders get for the Rose Parade. The sidewalks of downtown PDX become packed with rows upon rows of kids and space-hoarding adults for the entire 4-mile route. I’m not sure what time these people arrive at to cordon off their prized spots with rope, tents, blankets and coolers, but judging by their nervous looks when we showed up looking for a place to sit just 10 minutes before it was scheduled to start, it must have been early. Thankfully we found a spot next to some kind people who actually moved over so we could have a better view. It was a great parade and perfect weather. And, of course, Laird loved every minute of it.