Wow, that was worse then Taste of the Danforth, at least as far as crowds go.
But daddy did learn things, at least for his balloon sculpture. I.e. we'd have to send to the states to get the professional balloons, putting the balloons in the fridge to keep them good, and one of the books daddy got from the library was done by the uncle of the guy that gave us the advice.
I got to visit with my costume designer, who noticed that my cape had changed.
And we got to visit with our volunteer paramedic friends, who were quite busy.
This Saturday daddy is going to be making balloon decorations for the party, long chains, and a balloon flower.