I have been in many parades. With my Grandmother riding a float, holding the banner for the baton twirling corp, and even pulling the flower wagon (we used to water the flower planters in the village) dressed in matching shorts with my girlfriends, and today, for baseball.
We had to wait about an hour and a half until we started to line up. Little Man did his share of running around with the other boys, but then, went back to the Mad Libs.
That's my boy.
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