We attended our first holiday parade as a family this weekend – my son’s first parade ever. He’s 3, so it really wasn’t a good time before this year. He just wouldn’t have understood what was going on and I don’t think he could have sat that long.
He was smitten with the marching bands, loved the dance teams, was good with the cheerleaders and tolerated the cars with no real theme. He did get excited about Christmas trees….about the first two or three that he saw. He kept asking for more instruments. Parades need more marching bands. The end.
One of the cool things about this particular parade? Our grand marshal was Caleb Johnson – the latest American Idol. (I don’t watch the show anymore, but I think it’s neat that he won – and he’s a graduate from the same high school I attended. Small world.)
Some photos from our time at the parade. (Also, we told Lucas that we’d see Carol and we were determined to stick it out until we saw her. She was with float 99, and that was about two floats before Santa. The very, very end. The things we do for young love.)
A few observations:
Parades are really long. We really should have been closer to the start of the parade, versus after their performance area. We were sitting there for over 2 hours.
My son received about 3 pieces of candy – this included me asking for a candy cane from one person, and Carol giving him a piece of candy. Four pieces, if you count the one lollipop a kid next to us offered him. The kids all around us were handed candy, and people just kept skipping over him. It was odd. And annoying. He really wanted a candy cane!
The crowds were tolerable. Getting to a parking space was insufferable, but once we were walking around, I expected more angry people. It wasn’t that way at all. People were nice about the four of us and helped maneuver the stroller so Lucas could see. Must be the holiday spirit and people were being nicer?
Nap time should never, ever be messed with. Ever. We didn’t eat lunch until 2:20 and the boy went down for his nap at almost 3 – he is usually down by 1. It was not fun.
When was the last time you attended a parade? It’s been several years for me. There’s a great one in my grandma’s hometown in Pennsylvania. Small town, best festivals.