The best part about the festival is all the great Italian food. It's the only time of year, my husband gets to eat bonyacalda. An Italian dish with a ton of garlic. It's also the one weekend I refuse to kiss him. ; )
We also took the kids to the annual parade. The only thing that made it a parade was the gobs of candy that was passed out. Sigh.. It consisted of a few floats and 27 pageant cars and 50 billion politicians handing out crap. But nonetheless, Dominic enjoyed it all. Which in the scheme of things, is all that really matters, right?
And in my typical fashion. Here are some pictures highlighting the day.
Dominic and his girl friend, Dakotah, enjoying a snack before the parade.
My friend Jessica and our little G.
Our boy "whistles." We have no idea where he picked this up, but this is how he does it.
Smart little guy.
My little love bug.
Waiting on more candy! (for us!)
Dominic's favorite thing at the parade..his exact least favorite thing from last year.
Oh how things change.
Sweet little memories. He'll enjoy it next year, I'm sure.
This weekend we are taking the kids to the pumpkin farm to pick apples and to pick out our pumpkins. I think one of the great things about having kids is being able to share all our old favorite memories. :)