I love our hometown. The Saturday before April 1, we have a very home-grown local parade and party. This year was the best ever—the rain didn’t start until the parade ended!
We made it a family event. Over her regular clothes and raincoat, she wore a pink tutu and her brand new angel wings.
Piper wore a pink ballet tutu over her clothes.
I wore a Grade A Baby Wesley, who sacrificed his morning nap for this. His discovery of kettle corn made this worthwhile for him.
The boy liked the parade (and he tried to join the Toddler Group marchers). He actually got beads and a small football, which he thought tasted great. Dwayne bought us 
kettle corn and Wesley was hooked! He stayed near Daddy most of the parade for the steady supply of treats.
We cheered for all parade entrants. This little guy was pretty charming.
I took a picture of this so I can—eventually—recreate it in my own yard. Wow, Molbak’s!
I have no words for this one, other than I thought it was worth a spot on the blog.
My favorite—the Papa Murphy’s Pizza Slice on a unicycle.
We accidently sat near the beginning of the parade route, where the most candy was distributed. The girls got more treats here than on Halloween! They both have balloons, lollipops…. and their parents’ love.
The girls took occasional took breaks from the candy to eat kettle corn. Wesley just really never stopped eating the corn. You know, the choking hazard for children under 3?
Northwest fairies must wear raincoats and rubber boots when gathering firewood while waiting for Mama and Daddy to finish talking to the lady about Green Energy.
Could an ethereal creature be a little sugar buzzed?
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