So, in addition to the Daycare Derby Parade, there is a real parade that occurs during Derby Week too. Last year we had planned to go, but when I picked her up at daycare she had a fever, so we went to the doctor instead. This year there was no fever, it was a beautiful day for once, and there was still space to park in the faculty parking lot, so we went to the parade.
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Getting our carriage loaded up with snacks |
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Quick self-portrait in case I forget later |
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Our first location was prime real estate. The closeness of the buses startled a certain someone, though, so we moved. |
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Chillin |
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The crowd begins to gather |
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Hey Jellybean Mama, thanks for the hat! |
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More cute girl |
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Like a moth to a flame, girl to cheap parade peddlars |
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And yes, I bought her one of the damn thngs |
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Another self portrait |
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Campus buildings. The porta-potty isn't normally there. (Maybe it should be.) |
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Someone is in the spirit |
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Making friends |
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And eating their food |
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She was dying to sit on the bleachers, despite my explanations that we had not purchased a ticket to do so. |
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"Ticket? We don't need no stinkin ticket" |
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More crowd |
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The Red Hat ladies |
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USA! USA! |
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Therapy Dogs |
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The guy with the water for the dogs is my HERO!!!! |
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Super Grover was a big hit with my kid. |
We didn't stay to the end. I apologize to my colleagues (who I hope aren't even reading this or know this blog exists) since I didn't stay to watch the float that our college sponsored. There was a large break after the start of the parade, so by the time we left it was an hour and a half after the parade had started, and it was over 3 hours since we'd been standing on the hot concrete sidewalk. My kid was amazing for almost 4 hours straight. Then we basically came home, took a bath, and crawled into bed for 12 hours.
But her first real parade was much fun!
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