It was time again for the annual Festival International de Louisiane.
Basically just a big, free music fest Downtown.
Supposedly, it is a world renowned festival, and there are definitely a number of international travelers in town for it.
For us though, it's just a chance to get outside, hear some good music and see people we often haven't seen since last Festival.
Most of the week, for us, was just laying low, knowing that we would be gone most of the weekend.
Early in the week, Riley got his first fat lip when he tripped over a tiny threshold and ate floor.
Before that though, we hurt him even more by making him wear the "bubble shorts" that Lesley got him. In her defense, she had no idea there was elastic around the legs when she made the purchase.
Riley got to spend one evening playing with Granny Lynn in the two new "beach cabanas" (formerly known as tents) that we got for our upcoming Destin trip.
Friday, I took him down to Bach Lunch where he refused to eat anything but bread pudding. He was in a cranky mood since it was near nap time, but between me, some good western swing and a passing dog, we were able to wrangle a few smiles.
Then I made the mistake of passing the fountain, whereupon he spotted lots of kids playing and immediately started babbling and gesturing.
I wasn't planning on him getting wet, so didn't have a change of clothes, but that shouldn't stop his fun.
He was kinda scared off by some of the bigger kids, and never really got into the spray, but had a blast squatting in about an inch of water and splashing away.
After I thought he was done, he tried to climb back out of his stroller for more.
The first thing he wanted when he was finally through was to put his shoes on. His shoes are his new obsession and he must have them on at all waking moments.
I, of course, had to catch a shot of how goofy he looked, and just happened to catch his Granny Lynn's morning walking partner also passing by.
Once we got back to the Jeep and changed his soaked diaper, he was tired but happy, as evidenced by this horrendous smile.
hopefully next weekend will be nice and we'll get to set up at least one of the couple of pools he got for his birthday. (assuming we spend any time at home.)
Saturday, he got his second big boy haircut before we headed downtown for his second Festival International.
There he got to see lots of friends, family and a few pretty good bands.
He also demonstrated how he gives himself kisses as the wallpaper on Nonnie's cellphone.
In an entirely predictable fashion, we finished the day off with a meal at Johnson's. (try the new pulled pork stuffed grilled cheese sandwich)
Despite it being a very long day, he laughed and clapped and talked the whole way home in the Jeep, which he has really taken a liking to.
Sunday was more festival.
We weren't out there very long, but he spent a good bit of time completely captivated by some girls playing with sidewalk chalk. We really need to teach him not to stare.
That's pretty much it.
Hope all the locals had a good Festival.
And I hope everyone not from here had at least good weather (though i heard it was just as warm in Connecticut as it was here)
Time to put this post to bed.
Unfortunately, unlike Riley, blogging doesn't have a clear sign of when to cut things off.
Our kid just goes into his room, grabs his "blanket" (cloth diaper) and finds a clear spot of floor in your sight line to lay down. Just drop him in bed and the night is done.
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