I don't think I could have asked for better weather for today's trip to Jazz Fest. Sunny, dry, just the right temp.... We all had a great time, including MrMan, though I think he felt a bit tortured that he couldn't eat the food. He sat in his stroller, just watching all that was going on, even when he was tired. (His first tears came seven hours after we left home, a few blocks before we pulled into our driveway.) We also spent some time sitting in the shade in the Kids' area. And, when he wasn't diving down to get some grass into his hands and mouth, MrMan sat along with us. It was like he's become some master sitter overnight.
Posted by Shokufeh at April 28, 2006 11:39 PMOh, how I wish I could be at Jazz Fest! It sounds like you (and MrMan) had a great time. I will always remember the first thing I ate at my first Jazz Fest..a fried-potato Po Boy. What could be better than a french-fry sandwich? And where else could you get a french-fry sandwich but New Orleans? Nowhere. Believe me. I've looked.
Posted by: Arin at April 29, 2006 12:45 PMHe is more & more like a little man.
Posted by: Steph at May 1, 2006 06:49 AMWhat a good little guy MrMan is. Glad you had fun at Jazz Fest!
Posted by: Hannah at May 1, 2006 11:15 AMwishing i could have been at jazz fest, too. it's so incredible.
Posted by: mipmup at May 7, 2006 09:45 PMI think you are totally mean to take MrMan to JassFest and not let him eat any of the yummy food. Some one should call Child Services on you! ;)
Posted by: Emmaleigh at May 16, 2006 11:42 AMboy I wish I could spell
Posted by: Emmaleigh at May 16, 2006 05:54 PM