We were wishy washy about going to the parade today, but after Ronnie called and asked if she could take Jory and I got up to supervise his dressing (I know awesome right that my son can pick out his own clothes and dress himself) and took him over to her house, I decided we should go.
We tried to meet up with Ronnie and the rest of the family, but between the bad directions of my aunt and mother, we decided to park at a bank for gasp- - free, and watch the parade near the end of the route.
As I looked around at all the people, I thought wow I can't believe I brought Layla here two years ago after being home for barely two weeks. That poor baby probably had no idea what was going on. Surrounded by tons of people, being held by strangers calling themselves family. She is and was one tough cookie.
The girls enjoyed the parade, Rowan particularly liked it when Oma took her out of her double stroller and let her stand near the edge of the parade to see the participants.
I enjoyed the parade though as I watched the cheerleaders and drill teams march by, I did wonder how their parents let their daughters leave the house dressed like that. When did the skirts have to become so short in order to cheer on the football and basketball teams? For some schools, I wondered why they even had the girls wear skirts they should have just worn a bodysuit or the sweater with the bloomers and saved the effort of the scant material that was supposedly a "skirt." There was one school that had their team in a long white dress shirt, with black pants, and black tie, and I thought they looked fabulous. Fabulous, cheery, and all body parts covered, what a revolutionary idea.
When Jory came home, he had tons of pictures. It seemed like every cop in the world came up to him. And like I knew he would be, he was thrilled to see all the cops, firemen, garbage trucks that were in the parade. He was in his speechless boy heaven. Gosh, I love that boy!
All in all it was a great day, particularly since TTT were so tired they were all in bed and asleep by 8PM - - SCORE!, warm weather, surrounded by family, watching a parade in honor of a man whom God gave a Moses like task to help free His people. What a wonderful way to spend the day.
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