The summer festival in Oregon last weekend meant nightly walks through the carnival. On Thursday, the sights, sounds, and smells offered quite a challenge for our energetic little boy. By Sunday, he couldn't care less.
We awoke Sunday morning to the rhythmic drum beats of marching bands preparing for the parade and evening show. We walked along the parade route and encountered a year's worth of sirens and bands. The horses and dogs were the most difficult distraction; they drew a double take from Monte, but nothing more.
It was a hot one, so we rested in the shade every chance we got.