went to day of the dead at the Living Arts and Science Center. It was fun, but very crowded and we weren't able to see the performers very well or do all of the activities.  Beckett decided he wanted to walk from the cemetery to care and I was tired from holding him for the past hour, and I'll be darned if he didn't walk about a quarter of a mile on his own while holding my hand like the cutest little thing ever.  Can't believe he is almost 19 months old.  Bittersweet to go through these stages since he will be the last little one.