Last year we missed the summer solstice festival in Fremont, a funky neighborhood in Seattle. This year we made it, but timed it to miss the "clothing optional" bicycle parade. It was still fun to see painted arms and legs as we walked around, telltale signs of parade participants.
I'd never seen a mannequin quite like it. And neither had he. Kolby was wondering if we should let him know she was just a plastic decoy.
Look closely or you'll miss tree man next to bra ladies.
And the highlights of the festival for the girls:
Just as we were leaving the fair, we saw the backsides of a group of painted people who thought it was time for the evening edition of the parade. The girls didn't even try to stifle their giggles. 
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What? No picture???
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