Grant's mom was kind enough to get us all tickets to the Rose Parade on New Year's Day. Here's the recap...
On the 31st, we made our way to Ontario, California, where our hotel would be. Ontario is not really on the way to Pasadena, but Grant's mom got this as part of a tour deal and that's where the tour was staying.
I should back up to say that New Year's Eve is Grant's mom's birthday. So once we all got to Ontario, we had a nice dinner there to celebrate that.
The rest of the night was a little dramatic. We didn't get to the hotel until after 9, and Kendall didn't get to sleep until after 10. She fought going to sleep, too. Lots of crying. Lots of tears.
That's how we welcomed in the new year.
Then, we woke up around 4:30 the next morning. Kendall was wearing her new Curious George pj's that Peter had gotten her for her birthday, and because of her lack of sleep the night before, she decided she ABSOLUTELY did NOT want to take off those cute pj's! So, we let her stay in them for the car ride to Pasadena, hoping it would help her get a few more minutes of much-needed sleep. Which she did.
We got on the road about 5:30 after a little breakfast, and we were pleased to find no traffic until we got to our exit. We got parked aroud 6:30 or so. Then we got Kendall and Cam dressed and bundled, because it was pretty chilly.
Then we waited in line for the port-o-potty for at least half an hour. For some reason, at the intersection closest to our seats, they only had 5 port-o-potties. Doesn't make sense. But we waited anyway. And we're glad we did, because it would not have been easy to go during or after the parade.
We got seated just minutes before the parade started, which was perfect, because if we were pretty much packed in like sardines. Not too comfy.
Our seats were really good. We were on the 4th row up from the bottom, so we could clearly see all the floats.
Kendall loved it. She really got into the spirit of it all, and waved at everyone, and danced when the marching bands passed. Cam slept through most of it, but did wake up to eat. Nursing a baby when you're packed in shoulder-to-shoulder with people is an adventure, to say the least.
Then it was all over.
We had a great time, and despite all the crying that morning and the night before, it was all worth it.