Just as we walked up to the field where the balloon games were being held, a family stood up, folded up their blanket, and left a perfect patch of grass for us to sit on and eat our breakfast. Even at 7:30 though, the sun was hot. Nolan's sweat shirt only lasted a few more minutes.
Callan liked the strawberry balloon the best.
Keeping Nolan from eating the grass, spilling the orange juice, grabbing the knife, and pulling peoples hair was full time job during breakfast.
Later, at the parade, we were visited by a giant floating Bob the Builder from outer space.