It was a Sunday afternoon, and the children's mardi gras parade was about to take place at Cottage Hill and Sage Avenue. The little fella was unhappy and grouchy. I hate parades, I want to stay home blah blah blah so he stood in a corner away from the madding crowd just to prove his point that the parade was not his idea of fun.
But soon he realised that this parade was not scary or threatening as his brain cells had told him earlier. So my little fella decided that he can join in the merry-o-making with all the other children. He now moved with the crowd catching the goodies that were thrown out to the little people on the streets by the kids paraders on the floats.
It was no wonder many children came with little plastic bags, so that they can grab whatever they can and put their stuffs in the plastic bags. After some catching, here are some stuffs that my little fella managed to get and he was beaming happy ha ha ha with candies, cups, whistles, coin, chains.
So the day ends with my little fella looking much happier than when he first started out. He realised that this kids' mardi gras parade was actually fun and told us that he wanted to go for another. That's my little fella, he panicked first not knowing what it was but now he knows.
4 comments:
Awww he's so lucky! That must have been such an experience. Lucky boy!:)
Ahh ingatkan mardi gras yang..tuh tuh!
preparing him for the New Orleanian's
parade i see....gotta have that headstart....hee heee don wanna be a late bloomer...just kidding..then again are u preparing him? should me n wife be
supportive and start stocking up on beads.hee hee just beating a dead horse.
he looks happy.take care
No need beads. Throw us $$$$...kershing!!!
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