Nothing gets you in the Christmas spirit like a hometown Christmas parade. This was actually my first Christmas parade and it was a bit reminiscent of something out of A Christmas Story. Only on a much, much smaller scale.
We met up with the girls from our ‘hood to watch the floats and collect our candy.
Imagine my surprise frustration anger when the band marched by and my daughter wasn’t in it. (There’s a reason I’ve never gone to the parade before but decided to this year. It’s because my kid was marching in it and I wanted to be a supportive parent). But she didn’t show up. She was at her dad’s house and said she thought it was optional. I was NOT a happy person!
All in all, it was a nice evening out with Delaney, my seasoned parade goer. Even if the girl we went to see was a no-show.
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