Well, we planned early on that we were going to take Andrew to the parade. It's time to push him out of his comfort zone, we thought. It's time.
Hmmm, a lot of bold talk by us. His reaction reminded us that for as much progress as he's made by being in school, her still has a long way to go. The noises were over the top for him. He was ready to go in the first few minutes. I had to take him, shaking to the core, out of the stroller and we had to watch a good portion of the parade at the end of the block.
He was very intrigued with the old cars and over a period of time I was able to get him back up to the stroller.
When I tried to push the stroller away from the front lines, Addison came unglued...we just couldn't win that night!!
End result - Andrew is not FOND of parades, and we won't attempt another one for a looong time! I managed to get a couple of pictures though....
Here he was okay:
Here, he was done, didn't want to be there anymore!