Eli loved the parade...He says "fi truck" very clear and pointed at every single one that went by. The only traumatic event at the parade was when Eli learned what a clown was. It would be an understatement to say he was "freaked" out. I don't know what word to use to describe the pure horror and panic that he experienced when the clown rode up on her moped and tried to hand him candy. He let out the most blood curdling scream you have ever heard. He screamed hystarically and then tried to claw his way out of his stroller. He shook for at least 5 minutes afterwards and clung on to my neck. He was terrified....poor baby.
The big boys ready to ride the elephant ride.
This shouldn't be cute, but it really was. Eli loves trucks and motorcycles....needless to say, he does not like to ride them. The good news is, this picture was taken before the ride started and he did get his three tickets back.
Isaac and Dylan on the motorcycles.
And, I can't leave out sweet baby Keegan. He is the happiest baby ever and he just always has such a sweet smile. He was all sorts of cute this weekend too....

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