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Thursday, December 17, 2009

Battle at the Parade

Do you have a difficult time keep your kids, your grand-kids, your nieces and nephews, your younger siblings--heck yourself still and patient when waiting for excitement to begin? You know, when you get those little fluttering knots in your stomach when excitement sneaks upon you. Like when my kids run up and down the sidewalks tripping other people, stomp on their daddy's cowboy hat, and then try to climb a construction fence while waiting for a parade to start. Yet somehow they either don't hear my threats of "No candy for you!" and "I'm telling your daddy when he gets home!" Either that or they quite simply couldn't care less.

Maybe they just don't believe me. We've got to work on that.

However, when it's all done--the candy is packed, the parade ends, we cross the street and walk back to our cars--somehow I forget that I was mad at them two minutes before for not standing next to me and running off every which-a-way. So I neglect to tell their dad about the fiasco at the parade, how they're not supposed to get any candy for being little turds, and how they stepped on his expensive hat. I guess I'm just a sucker. That and I know I lost battle at the parade.

They just think they won.

Check out the 2009 Flower Mound Holiday Parade on Whrrl (feedreaders click over). The first photo I took after I had threatened them for the fiftieth time:

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Mindee@ourfrontdoor said...

Have you considered leashes? ;) It is hard to wait - especially for little boys. Luckily you were outdoors!

Jennifer said...

Aw, nice pictures! Christmas events are fun! And yeah, I have a hard time keeping myself still sometimes... Don't know how I would do with kids of my own.

But I know I have had to deal with it before during church events when I would watch like ten little kids, and it wasn't fun...

I wanted to drug their hot chocolate.

NitWit1 said...

Now I know how my Mother felt when attending parades in which I was marhing in the High School Band. She had two younger siblings in tow!

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