Had a good time. Traveled. Ate. Ate. Drank. Ate. Ate. Slept a bit in (since child was up WAY too late two nights in a row). Viewed a parade. Ate. Drank. Jumped on a trampoline. Did ficking tricks on a trampoline. Whee. Did not get injured on the trampoline. And, oddly enough, the drinking was in no way related to the trampoline.
Took Chuckles to the Illinois Railway Museum to "ride da choo choo at da train staysh". He was in heaven as was Mr. Long-Suffering. I enjoyed myself. We went with friends. Had a good time. No steam engines were running the day we were there (trolleys, street cars, interurbans, deisels), so we may make a day trip to The Hesston Steam Museum, perhaps for Father's Day because I am an excellent wife.