This weekend, my husband, Ohhh, and I went to our very first Santa Claus parade together. I hope that it will become one of our family traditions each year!
It really was a lovely day for a parade! We couldn't ask for a better day in the middle of November!
We ended up finding the perfect spot (away from any kids coughing, and parents smoking). And when the parade started I put her into her sling/carrier so she could better watch the parade. She was pretty fussy, and we soon discovered why.
As an aside....
I'm not sure if it's just me, but I still get uncomfortable/worried when we are out in public and she starts to cry or isn't the quiet little baby I am hoping for. I wasn't too bad here since there were kids everywhere, and it's not like we were in a quiet environment. I know all babies cry/fuss, but maybe its because I always remember before having a baby, people around me complaining about crying babies, and I just don't want anyone looking at us, or talking about us in that way. I know, I know, it's just paranoia, and it shouldn't bother me, but it does. I really need to get over it.
Ok, so the reason she was so fussy, was just as we suspected. She was tired. And wouldn't you know, as soon as the parade was starting, she fell asleep in her sling/carrier. She slept through almost the entire thing. Through the horns honking, the sirens, the loud music, marching bands and even the drums!
Near the end (about an hour and a half later!) she started to wake up. And thats when the wind started to pick up and get pretty cold. So we decided to make our way inside the building. We ended up missing the man of the hour, but she still saw him through the glass doors. All that, and we missed what we went there for. We laughed about this all the way home.
Today was spent putting up the tree, and starting to put up some decorations, while listening Christmas music. I'm NEVER this into Christmas, but I guess that's what having a little one does to you!
Only 39 days til Christmas!
