As if celebrating the Saints' first run at the Superbowl was not enough to keep us occupied, our weekend was jam-packed with all sorts of pre-Mardi Gras or mini-Mardi Gras festivities. I love the parades the weekend before the weekend before Mardi Gras because the crowds are thin and the pressure is off. There are just a few so you have ample time to recover and don't feel like you have just run a marathon by the end of the weekend. We were fortunate to have great weather, friends around to share in the fun, and two incredibly cooperative kids who napped when needed, didn't cry when they got nailed in the head with beads, and were perfectly satisfied when dinner consisted of roasted peanuts and cotton candy.
The best part...Big Sexy LOVED being in the ladder. I didn't even bother trying it out at first, assuming he would be miserable. We put him up in it on a whim and he smiled and waved and even caught something - a candy cane (yes, I know, vile...I can just picture where its been for the past two or three months, tucked away in a dusty kitchen cabinet) - we let him suck on it through the cellophane and somehow he managed to reduce it to half of its original size. I have said it before. He will eat anything. I know it is a borderline unacceptable parenting move but you get desperate out there on the parade route sometimes.
And here is a closer look at the most adorable Mardi Gras t-shirts ever. They were designed and created by Mary Cox and I LOVE them. I will have to talk her in to making me one!