We recently went to our (very small) town's Christmas parade. We love going to this - and the homecoming parade - every year.
It was especially cold this night - by Deep South standards anyway.
We had Abigail all bundled up and tucked in her car seat carrier...
And I was right. She wanted to get out and watch the festivities with the rest of us.
|You almost can't see G, smiling his famous "smile" down in front of me.|
G loved the tractor in the parade.
The tractor pulling the nativity scene:
And with his love for music, G was enthralled by the marching band.
And when a train cut right throw downtown and halted the parade - with the band right in front of us - I couldn't help but laugh!
I truly love living in a small town....and I love these parades!
And while we'll get to see it all again through A's eyes in a couple years...definitely not this year. Somehow, despite all the excitement of the tractor and train and underwear...A fell asleep, and happily snoozed in my arms through most of it.