In the end he was only so-so on the parade. He liked the music when a band came by, liked the army vehicles, liked when someone actually waved directly to him, but otherwise he wasn't overwhelmed. The band and music was most definitely his favorite. He could pick out all the instruments. I guess just watching people walking up a street isn't all that exciting when you don't really understand the context. Here's a picture as some Marine Corp (I think) pass by.
The other big thing we did today was take out his Fire and Rescue Pedal Wagon. He's had this wagon since his first Christmas here, two and a half years ago, given to him by his Godparents. I've let him pedal on the upstairs floor since I can get a clear path from his room across the hall to our master bedroom. He's learned to steer pretty well. I've been reluctant to bring it out because we live on a fairly steep hill and have not felt comfortable. I had to hold the wagon back as we went down hill, but once we turned the corner the block is much more level, and so I let him go there on his own. Here are some pictures.
He was one tired puppy this evening. :)