The Santa Clause Parade

On Saturday evening, Grandpa Howatt, Letty, myself and the kids braved the cold for our first annual Santa Clause Parade. With everyone bundled from head to toe, we stood on the street corner anxiously waiting for the parade to begin. It took us a while to maneuver ourselves through the crowds and find the perfect spot.

Once the first firetruck, with lights & sirens blazing, came around the corner Everett was simply mesmerized. He did not stop gasping all evening. Grace was gleefully screaming her face off, and Avery had a more reserved enjoyment.

Kudos to Letty, who braved her first semi-winter experience. With her hat, mitts, scarf, and 2 jackets, she was not so prepared for the wintery-blasts of northern winds.

But she hung in there like a trooper. I think if we ask her next year if she would like to join us again, she will probably say 'Um, no thanks'.