Every good celebration deserves a parade! Our neighborhood parade proved to be as delightfully hokey as anticipated.
Despite his somber pictures, Koa was thoroughly enthralled with the parade. He danced to the marching bands and screamed hysterically when the ladder truck came down the road.
The lady killer hatching a plan...
You can't really get a good glimpse of the size differential between these two guys who were born 5 days apart but it's substantial!
Every good parade ends with dancing Mexican horses, right?
1 comment:
Goodness, I wouldn't think of going to a parade unless it had a ladder truck, marching band and the ever-popular dancing Mexican horse :)
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