Yesterday was the culmination of the annual Hockinson Fun Days - This includes a giant all-you-can-eat pancake breakfast at the fire house (not to be missed) and a rather impressive parade (clowns, llamas, , old tractors, church groups, the middle school marching band, the Jazzercise ladies...) through "downtown" Hockinson. (For the uninitiated, "downtown" means the parade starts at the high school, passes the Kountry Cafe, three or four houses, the fire house, and the corner market and ends at the middle school.) It was beautiful out, and aside from some unfortunate peer-pressure-driven pre-parade accessorizing decisions among the Jazzercise set (which involved large red ribbons and garish red nail polish), a good time was had by all.
But, even the most enthusiastic parade-goers could use a nap by around 2:30 in the afternoon... Here's my baby in the newspaper. (Just to make it easy for you, here's the photo from the paper so you don't actually HAVE to click the link unless you want proof that I did not actually take this picture myself. Remember the days when you had to buy up copies of the paper if you wanted to show the grandparents?)
Just one girl trying to not to drop anything too important...
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