As we were both texting and calling our husbands and she mentioned the ridiculously late start, hers said, "I have no idea what you're talking about. I've been watching the parade for thirty minutes." Oh, right. That's what happens when you're on float number 135 in a ginormous parade. Anyway, it was all very patriotic and fun and of course the crowds in a highly Army town really turn out for such a festive affair. Even better was the fact that Grandpa, Grandma, Andrew and Thomas were among the spectators and Wyatt was extra-excited to wave from his float-perch to them.
After the parade, we all headed to Lawrence so
Of course I spent the day being a little extra-proud of my Veteran husband, father-in-law and grandfather, then read a bunch of friends' facebook posts about how our kids are born into this life of service without choice because certainly they make sacrifices for it, too. So to all of them, and to all of our friends who are serving near and far, thanks for what you do to protect our freedoms.