We went downtown Saturday morning for the annual old-fashioned Christmas parade. Entries are restricted to horses and horse-drawn carriages–some of which were antiques from the late 1800s.

Ava watched most of the parade from a perch high above the crowd.

Many of the participants were dressed in period costume. I especially liked these dresses and coats.

Ava managed to eat this entire ball of cotton candy–at least what didn’t end up in my hair.

Olivia would clap and say, “Yeah!” every time a new entry went by.


I thought these little kids–all bundled up and sitting on a blanket–were exceptionally cute.

You all remember Bryan’s unnatural hatred for tiny ponies, right? This year he said it wasn’t so much the pony but the little carts that really irked him.

Liv thought they were pretty funny.

The big finale–Santa.

