This year was a little different. First, J had to work a short shift...and then of course get his mountain bike fill for the week. And since America's birthday falls on a Sunday this year the city's usual festivities took place today.
My parent's live right on the parade route, so traditionally we go watch, right out front amid the candy throwing, motorcycling and siren blowing. We woke up early this morning and headed out. I was pleasantly surprised that rain was not in the forecast, as it seems to go with the holiday around here. So we loaded up on the sun block, put our sunglasses and firework shirts and found our seats in Pamama's front yard.
It always starts with a cannon bang, which J. J. absolutely did not care for...wonderful start, eh?! He did, however, love dancing to the beat of the marching bands and other floats accompanied by music. Next up was a gigantic monster truck...guess who was a fan? This, along with the firetrucks, big-wheeled jeeps and motorcycles, dogs and skaters where a hit with D. R., she just loved the candy and seeing some of her friends, not only sitting with us, but in the parade.
Here are some pictures that got the biggest "ohhh" out of D...which of course, willl make J. very very proud.
D., and his Mada.
And, of course my favorite float of the parade.
"Brought to you Courtesy of the Red White and Blue"
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