Clara's Brownie Troop paraded through town this evening, dressed as a bunch of ponytailed Rudolphs. Their "float" (i.e. pickup truck) was also red-nosed.
Hopefully, I won't shatter any illusions of my awesomeness as a mother by admitting that this was the first Santa Claus parade either of the kids has ever attended. No particular reason, really...we just haven't been all that motivated to go in previous years. I guess I'm kind of glad that Clara's participation in the event forced us to get out there. It was a cute, small-towny type of thing, with lots of Girl Scouts and Boy Scouts, motorcycles decorated with lights, shivering dancers, and a mayor or two. Trevi particularly liked the mini garbage and recycling trucks. I didn't take a picture, so you'll just have to picture a pair of garbage and recycling trucks, and then shrink them down in your mind.
Next year we'll be old pros, fully prepared, with a blanket for the curb and a thermos of hot chocolate.
Clara's Brownie Troop paraded through town this evening, dressed as a bunch of ponytailed Rudolphs. Their "float" (i.e. pickup truck) was also red-nosed.
Hopefully, I won't shatter any illusions of my awesomeness as a mother by admitting that this was the first Santa Claus parade either of the kids has ever attended. No particular reason, really...we just haven't been all that motivated to go in previous years. I guess I'm kind of glad that Clara's participation in the event forced us to get out there. It was a cute, small-towny type of thing, with lots of Girl Scouts and Boy Scouts, motorcycles decorated with lights, shivering dancers, and a mayor or two. Trevi particularly liked the mini garbage and recycling trucks. I didn't take a picture, so you'll just have to picture a pair of garbage and recycling trucks, and then shrink them down in your mind.
Next year we'll be old pros, fully prepared, with a blanket for the curb and a thermos of hot chocolate.
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