It was rainy but we donned our boots and drove over anyway. We met my niece and the little man climbed up on the bed of the multicultural float with she and some friends. Then my sister and her family arrived. We stood in the rain, as much with candy as water. It was a great parade. See below for highlights.
Afterward, we headed to the kids rodeo. It was, in fact, my first rodeo. Hahaha. Amidst the mud and running animals, I could see what an amazing art and dare I say culture. I got a flash of fear that this might perhaps be another dying art, way of life. I hope not. And I barely know what I am talking about so I will stop there. Hope you enjoy the photos. It was a fun, albeit damp day full of crying babies, playing and dirty-faced kids, made-up teenagers and gleaming old folks.