Actually, I’m not really a fan.
Loud public utility vehicles, volunteers winging Tootsie Rolls aimlessly at my head, and restraining an enthusiastic toddler from running into oncoming traffic isn’t exactly my idea of fun.
My in-law’s live in quintessential Small Town, USA, and we just happened to be in town for the first festival of the season, so, for lack of anything better to do, and because, well, Seth was in dire need of more artificially flavored gumpaste, we headed uptown for the parade.
As you’ll be able to see from the photos, Seth was much too busy taking in all the new sights to be bothered with smiling for the camera. His newest thing to do when the camera appears is to offer up the obligatory “cheese,” but without turning his face even in the general direction of the lens. Oh, well.
Obviously, Miss E is not impressed.
He was so excited to see that Mater had shown up for the festivities. ;)
I have a feeling we may have birthed a new family tradition. And despite the fact that I now have Tootsie Rolls and Starlight Peppermints coming out of my ears, I’m okay with that. If it makes my little boy even a little bit happy, it’s well worth it.