Despite cold, rainy, gloomy weather, we spent Saturday in Chicago for our traditional annual St. Patrick's Day celebration. We took the train downtown. At first, Conor was real scared, sitting on our laps, making sure we were holding on to him tight. It didn't take too long before he was climbing all over the seats, looking out the windows and finding the snacks that we brought. He was also excited to have his own train ticket from the conductor, or "con-doctor" as he called it. We made it in time to see the parade though there were so many people already there that we didn't have a great view. Conor sat on our shoulders most of the time, so he could see more than either of us. He really seemed enthralled and excited to see the next subject of the parade. The bands seemed to be his favorite part, though he also enjoyed seeing the Irish dancers, the horses, and some of the better decorated floats. He was good about waving back at the princesses and politicians who passed us by. We walked back through Millenium Park where we made a much-needed bathroom stop (I can't believe I held it that long!!) and Adam played photographer, before heading up Michigan Avenue to see the green Chicago River. There was a cute little sculpture on the riverbank as if someone had spilled a McDonalds Shamrock Shake into the river...very creative. Conor was tired and fussy by then, so he fell asleep in the stroller on our way back to the train station.
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