Ho Ho, Whew!
The Santa Claus parade went much better than I expected. We waited until 2:00 to leave the house, allowing Cakes to have a little nap first. By the time we arrived at Front and Church (the very end of the parade route), it was already passing through. Cakes watched the festivities from McHotty’s shoulders and we were on our way home in an hour.
I survived it without liquor!
Cakes loved it. She was all about the bands and floats though—she had no interest in Santa. Unfortunately, my camera batteries died, and I haven’t a single shot.
We went for coffee then walked home, and all the floats were parked along Cherry Street. We let Cakes check them out up close, then we watched as the police stopped traffic on Lakeshore and all the floats proceeded on their way home. It was kind of surreal.
The day before the parade was much less successful. McHotty was working, so I had to take Cakes to her cousin’s first birthday party by myself. She skipped her nap of course, and by the time he started to open his presents she was out of her mind. Not allowing her to play with his new John Deere ride-on tractor was the final straw—I had to do the hasty exit with a shrieking child under my arm. We went all the way to the ‘Shwa and didn’t even have any cake.
These two do love each other already though...