For Steamboat Days, the kids watched the Grand Parade (and B went to the fireworks, too) -- and they also marched in the Kiddie Parade, as part of a very impromptu Mill Street neighborhood float. The girls were butterflies; B sat out. Here they are:
Little J was absolutely quivering with excitement for the Grande Parade -- jumping up and down, shouting out her favorite "princess" (beauty queen) or horse, mouth agape at the towering hot air balloon flame -- and always on the mark for the next wave of candy thrown her way. It rained off and on, but we stayed for two and a half hours -- about three quarters of the parade -- before calling it quits.