Friday was filled with errands in preparation for the festivities. While there were clouds overhead, we were still dry at noon, debating on whether or not we could squeeze in a trip to the playground before heading home. Our debate was finished when the sky opened up for a mini-monsoon that continued on throughout the day. The rest of Friday was spent cooking delicious Southwestern Eggrolls, and getting psyched for Saturday's big event, the parade!
Saturday morning dawned cloudy and cool, but dry. My husband and son were able to sneak out for a bike ride, while the baby napped and I packed us up for the parade. I saw a few beams of weak sunlight poke their way through the clouds, and I smugly thought that we'd be all set for a 45 minute parade. Uh-huh.
As our car pulled into the tiny town post office, the sky turned ominously gray. Before our seat belts were off, the rain was falling. We hunkered down in the car until we found a break in the clouds, then made our move. The baby and I set up camp under a tree, the boys put on their rain gear, and we waited for the parade to come through.
Waiting for the parade to start...
Someone was thrilled that he was allowed to play in the puddles!
Watching the first REAL parade with Daddy
In the end, we got to see our parade, Griff got to wave his flag (bought for $1, and repaired approximately 5 times before the parade actually started!), and a good time was had by all.
In the end, we got to see our parade, Griff got to wave his flag (bought for $1, and repaired approximately 5 times before the parade actually started!), and a good time was had by all.
Yay!
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