Just a few pictures, even if, as ~Easy said, it's like moving Christmas to the weekend. I had never been to this or the Dogtown parade, the entire time I lived in St. Louis, until last year. My experience? As the parade goes on, it starts with people waving and yelling at you, and ends with drunks accosting you. But that's just one year--this year, Mike walked in the parade with Sophia's dance school. Good Mike.
The last photo is from McMurphy's Grill, where Sophia eventually danced that afternoon. For the second year in a row, I slurped down Irish beef stew and thanked God that the wind wasn't blowing in my face.
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I love the way you described the parade. And your little girls look so durned cute.
Guess what. I had a girl scout meeting tonight and not a single person showed up. Or called. And, yes, I reminded everyone via email yesterday.
I know you must feel my pain.
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