I heart parades.
mr. bejos endures rather than enjoys them.
I am hoping to teach baby bejos to love them as much as I do.
At mama and papa's we were lucky enough to be there for the small local parade that stages right in front of the house. Oxen, horses, a whole lot of firetrucks, a clown, candy, political candidates, and a steel drum band. That about sums it up.
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