Today we went to a Christmas parade that was sponsored by the local Kiwanis Club. Before the parade:
Don't be fooled by Madeline's zen-like stare. The parade was right during her morning nap and it took much cajoling, bouncing, and stuffing little star puffs in her mouth to keep her from screaming. As for Emma, that donut was probably the highlight of the day.
And like all winter parades, it ends with Santa on a fire truck. (How did that tradition get started, anyway?) We enjoyed ourselves immensely. And contrary to my belief, Emma claims that her favorite part of the parade was getting a little flag. I should have known from past parade experience.