Ethan's T-ball team was fortunate enough to make an entrance in our four-day city celebration last weekend.
As we waited for our turn, the 1st-57th parade entries made their way back to us, before we even started. So we had up front seats for that. Can you say. . . support hose?
I guess there was a Parade of Boxers, which is pretty cool.
High School ROTC looking good.
High School cheerleaders, knowing they look good.
And the band, more up my alley. LOL
Not quite sure what this is.
Ethan enjoyed waving and high-fiving the people as he passed.
I was suprised that we only passed 3 families that we knew. I guess 9am parades on cool December mornings aren't our thing in this town. There were a lot of people there, just not a lot that we knew.
I was at my wits' end by the time we made it back to our car at 10 in the morning. And I still had two baseball games (at the same time in different sites) to get through and a hubby On Shift. Ahh well. Such is Life with the Boys.