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Baby's First Mayday

Since we got home from the cottage Meadow and Theo developed a deep chest cough. We took them to the doctor, but it turned out to just be a cold. The next day both Scott and I started feeling down. 

I felt pretty rundown the morning of the MayDay parade and thought I'd stay home. I ended up tagging along after seeing how much stuff Brooke would have to carry.

I didn't want to sit at home all day again and I thought the fresh air would do us good. On to the Mayday parade we went. 

We've been coming from over north and always sat near the beginning of the parade closer to Franklin Avenue. Since we came from our new place further south we ended up right by Lake Street.

Usually this area is packed when we walk by, I guess coming early meant prime seating.

When Meadow saw the skeleton coming down the street she said, "Hey it's the skeleton!"

This guy has been everywhere this year.

Every year the Grease Pit train gets bigger and bigger.

It's getting pretty outrageous.

I want to know where they got the dinosaur head. 



The parade was starting a lot later since we sat further along on the parade route.

Theo woke up to watch the parade for awhile.


The parade was pretty low key this year.

The highlight was seeing my old co-worker Tommy as the center of a giant flower.



This parade is great for people watching and to see all the different bike rigs.

This little girl tried her darnedest to reach the pedals.

Theo was getting antsy so we walked a few blocks over to meet up with Cayla and Amanda.

When Meadow saw the Power Puff Girl popsicle at the nearby ice cream truck we had to get it.

We settled for the fruity pops.

This was perfect for my scratchy throat.
 
Eventually Cayla and Amanda showed up out of the masses. They were pretty excited to see Theo.

Meadow and Amanda are besties.

Meadow just adores these two, as do we.

Since we weren't feeling great we passed on seeing the show this year.

We went back to Lake Street to get tamales and tacos at Mercado Central.

We took the bus home and Meadow borrowed Scott's camera to take some shots. 


Pretty arty, little gal!


She's not bad for a newby.

Our bus home was delayed and we waited almost an hour for it to arrive. I guess we could have walked. 

Meadow stole the camera again when we finally got on the bus.

Once on the bus we had to wait even more. The bus driver had been delayed by some hooligan or shenanigans. This short ride home was taking way longer than expected.

Meadow had made herself a sweaty mess. So, when we got back she took a bath while Theo watched her wash his feet.

Then we put our sickie selves to bed early.

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