Grandpa Fud made it to Jazz Fest for three days, one with Nate, one on his own, and one with Nate and Kai. Pretty impressive.
While the boys were at jazz fest, Nina and I lounged - never left the house, never took a shower, just enjoyed being very present with my girl. That doesn't happen often enough.
Kai was a CHAMP at jazz fest, he loved it, even fell asleep on Grandpa Fud's lap during a show. He ate a strawberry snowball, from a stand owned by one of Nate's patients, and a shrimp po-boy and even asked for a second. He held Nate's hand and said, "Thanks for taking me to Jazz Fest, dad." on the way back to the car. A perfect day.
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