Another Sunday evening, another trip to the McCormick-Stillman Railroad Park for the latest performance in the summer concert series.  This one was special, however.

Treated to the musical stylings of "Furious George," whose name alone was enough to get my two year old excited about this excursion, I could not have asked for a better venue to spend Father's Day.  With Jack and Wyatt in tow, Brandi and I met my parents and my aunt for a relaxed family celebration.

The crowd was considerably sparser than the previous week's show, which was most likely attributable to the northward migration of mercury in the thermometer.  We touched 112 degrees earlier in the day, and I suspect most just threw in the towel on the idea of an evening outdoors.  It was their loss. 



Once the sun settled behind Camelback Mountain, a slight breeze picked up, making for a very pleasant setting.  The relatively thin crowd also provided more room for the boys to roam.  Of course, Jack saw virtually none of the performance.  He dragged us one by one to the train tracks to sit and wait for the next passing train.  He'd disappear with my mom for half an hour, return for my father, and so on down the line.  Meanwhile, Wyatt was a one baby boogie machine.  Sending the families around us into peels of laughter, he stomped and bounced and wiggled to the music.  The boy loves to dance.



Enjoying pasta salad, homemade sangria and each other's company, it was about the nicest evening I have experienced in quite some time.  No need to wait for a special occasion to take advantage of this great concert series, however.  Come on out next week and leave your cares at home.  We'll see you there.  Look for the bouncing baby and the toddler chasing the train.