Everyone loves a parade

A couple of weeks ago (I know, we're behind), we went to the Mission Days Parade. This was Lincoln's 2nd parade, and Guy's first. Lincoln enjoyed it, but realized that everything in a parade is very loud - fire trucks run their sirens, cars honk their horns, and bands play loud music. You'll noticed Lincoln's hands over his ears in the first picture.

Guy, on the other hand, didn't mind the parade noise. Probably because he lives in a house with a two-year-old that doesn't know the meaning of quite.

After a busy weekend, we were all ready for a good nap...