I Love, LOve, LOVe, LOVE a parade. Not like I love fall, or a candle , or even like I love Farmboy. Like if I can't sleep, get up and get ready as soon as possible, grinning ear to ear, nothing can burst my bubble, LOVE a parade. Not just any parade but our local Christmas Parade. The town rallies together and comes to a stop since the main two roads in our town is the parade route.
Here it comes...I am giddy with excitement.
Someone who shares my excitement!
It was a tad bit chilly, but when you are the one bursting with joy you can't be tamed down by the cold.
Lil Hoff doesn't share his momma's thrill of a parade, or maybe he does and that is why he wanted to keep running out into the street. You just cant' keep us down.
So today I am thankful for a the local parade. I'm thankful for the chamber that puts it on each year, I'm thankful to hang out with my family while watching it, and I'm thankful for traditions, AND I'm thankful for the people that braved the wind and cold so we had something to watch.
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