Phoenix St. Patrick's Day Parade

Today was so much more fun than last year. There was no deafening train ride with drunken revelers. In fact, we walked to the parade from our house. The day was appropriately (and unusually) cloudy. We had front row seats at the parade's start.

As this vendor came down the row with his junky wares, Bob really, really, really wanted to buy something. I relented and allowed him to buy the Irish Flag. He spent the afternoon waving the flag and shouting, "I'm 1/4 Irish!"