Last night I took Sons #1 and 3 to the River Concert Series. The music was great (50s stuff, Souza marches, the 1812 overture) but it was so crowded that the only place we could fit our 2 chairs was IN a garden bed, about 15 feet from the porta-potties.
We stayed for 2 hours, during which we watched people wait in line for the bathroom. All we could see was the bathroom line.
Son #1 noted that that actually provided a good view, on occasion. For HIM, I say. Not for me.
Then, this morning some friends in the neighborhood organized a parade. How cool is that? It was surprisingly well-attended and ended at the pool, with open swim & free hot dogs.