Last weekend was one of the key events of Gaspee Days (a festival in RI to commemorate the burning of the HMS Gaspee during the revolutionary war. If you’re interested more information can be found here), the parade. Julia loves parades and Alex wanted to go as well so I thought it would be a great day. Unfortunately, I haven’t been to the parade in many years; if I had maybe I would have remembered that it’s a military parade. Military = lots of companies of revolutionary war re-enactors with guns… that they shoot… every 25 feet or so… for the entire first hour of the parade (maybe more). I’m sure you can imagine that it did not go over so well with the girls! They made it through the first 12 companies or so and then Julia was in my lap in tears and Alex was on the brink but trying so hard to put on a good face. Thankfully, we were watching the parade from in front of my Aunt Kate’s condo so Grandma Laurie took the girls over to watch the boats in the bay instead. A much better idea. Benjamin was a trooper and after getting over the first few initials bangs he was hardly phased at all by the noise and sat happily chewing on his Sophie for the duration!
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