We went to the Scottish Festival today. We walked around and looked at all of the little shops, ate some ethnic food, and sat and listened to the music and watched the performers. Michael sat in front of us for a little while but turned around often to talk to us often.
He liked the festival, but needed a couple of breaks as the day progressed. I understood, because the heat and intense sounds got to me sometimes too. Overall, it was a lot of fun!
"A portrait of my child, once a week, every week, in 2014."