A Hometown Parade

Nothing can beat a home town parade and the childhood memories that it makes.

This was our third year to participate with papa in the Harrah Daze parade.

My father-in-law owns a driving school and has recruited my kiddos, along with my niece and nephew, to help him advertise in the parade.

 We all gather at my in-laws to ready our Gators and candy that we will toss.

What’s this spell?

T-R-O-U-B-L-E!

 Then make our way down to the start of the parade.

Here we wait to join in with papa and get a chance to watch the cheerleaders

Football players

And some fabulous floats go buy.

Not to mention stuffing our checks full of candy.

And patently waiting.

Then it's our turn to make our way through the route.

And down through the heart of town.

With our battery packs drained we make the long, long,long way back to nana and papa’s house.