I got to go to a parade tonight! I love parades! As soon as dad told me I ran and grabbed my flag. Turns out, it wasn't that kind of parade.
It was an outside parade with billions of lights! Since it was a little chilly out I had to wear a thousand clothes. I wore leggings and fleece pants and snowpants and an undershirt and a regular shirt and a sweatshirt and a coat and mittens and a hat and boots. I'm not even kidding. But I stayed toasty.
Mostly I sat on dad's lap to watch. The people next to us were loud and I didn't like them so dad had to protect me.
It was a pretty awesome parade. My favorite part was a the circus float with (kids dressed as) animals and a train. But at the end of the parade I saw Santa! I was a little worried at first that I'd have to sit on his lap, but once mom assured me this Santa was just for watching, I was excited to see him.
I had such a good time mom was all, "Peep, do you want to go back again?" and I was all, "Yes! But let's not stand by the loud people."
I really love parades.