weekend report
my parents came down this weekend to bring us some stuff from our home in nashville and spend some time with nicolas. on friday evening we walked over to city park and nicolas wanted to play on the playground for a bit. as we got closer to it though, we heard trumpets and drums, and saw a 9-piece brass band practicing just on the other side of the bayou that runs through the park.
nicolas decided he could play on the playground another day, and walked over to see the band. there was a tuba, 2 trumpets, 2 trombones, a saxophone, snare and bass drum, and a cornet player, and they were working through a collection of popular new orleans brass band songs. we all sat on the footbridge and watched the band while nicolas danced back and forth to the music. it was a beautiful way to end the day and one more affirmation that we made the right decision to come back here. where else in the world are you going to see something like that?
the next morning, my parents treated nicolas to a reading of his long-lost elmo book that they brought from nashville:
they did a great job keeping him entertained (he loved watering the lawn and the garden with the hose my dad brought down) - but we noticed his demeanor changing throughout the day. he was fussier, and uncharacteristically whiney. by late afternoon he started to lose it; temper tantrums digressed into a fever and runny nose. with his head completely congested a few hours later, saturday night was just plain miserable for the poor little guy, and for us.
sunday was a little better, but not much. here was one of the bright spots in our day:
nicolas decided he could play on the playground another day, and walked over to see the band. there was a tuba, 2 trumpets, 2 trombones, a saxophone, snare and bass drum, and a cornet player, and they were working through a collection of popular new orleans brass band songs. we all sat on the footbridge and watched the band while nicolas danced back and forth to the music. it was a beautiful way to end the day and one more affirmation that we made the right decision to come back here. where else in the world are you going to see something like that?
the next morning, my parents treated nicolas to a reading of his long-lost elmo book that they brought from nashville:
they did a great job keeping him entertained (he loved watering the lawn and the garden with the hose my dad brought down) - but we noticed his demeanor changing throughout the day. he was fussier, and uncharacteristically whiney. by late afternoon he started to lose it; temper tantrums digressed into a fever and runny nose. with his head completely congested a few hours later, saturday night was just plain miserable for the poor little guy, and for us.
sunday was a little better, but not much. here was one of the bright spots in our day:
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