Saturday, February 11, 2017

The Year of the Rooster

We've never been to Chinatown for the Lunar New Year. The girls just seemed too little and with our old neighborhood so close to the Vietnamese celebration, we went to that instead. This year the girls' school secured a spot in the parade so we got on the bus for the trip into the city.
Kate, as is her usual demeanor these days, was surly for most of the day. Riding the bus is not her favorite mode of transportation. I dosed her with motion sickness pills, sat her in the front row and hooked her up to an audible book but that only just took the edge off her gloomy outlook.

This one though...happy and thrilled to be outside with PEOPLE and DRAGONS and COLORFUL COSTUMES. She even held part of the school banner for the entire parade.
Wah wah.

Waiting for our turn to get in the parade.

Our school was announced and the Chinese Immersion program was highlighted as we got to the grandstand.

Group shot.
Several of the families met up for dim sum before we headed back home. Fortunately, the potstickers, dumplings, rice and buns had a rejuvenating effect on Kate and all was well thereafter.

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