I love small-town parades. Maybe because that's what I was raised on being from little Monticello, Utah. Today was Chadron's "Fur Trade Days" parade. Here are some highlights - mostly of the family enjoying the parade - not so much of what was in it.
Clayton zonked out on the way to the parade.
We forgot Caroline's candy bag. She didn't care and thought her hat made an excellent substitute. As you can see, she's not excited about her load of tootsie rolls. At all.
She kept smelling the candy. It was pretty cute.
Awake at last. But not sure about the parade yet.
Aaaaah. Free hot dogs. Yum!
Miss Sneaky-pants, trying to eat all the candy before Mom & Dad figure out what she's up to.