Being in the parade as opposed to watching it, we did miss the other floats which was a bit of a bummer.В В Near the end of the parade, the girls and I saw my parents off to the side, waving, and so we hopped out of formation and stood with them.В Pulling up the rear of the parade was, of course, Santa and Mrs. Claus and we were all prettyexcited to see that float.В Soph doesn't actually remember the whole Santa deal and so, to get her all excitied, I immediately began yelling "Santa...we love you!" and carrying on just to make my girls laugh. (sort of the same performance I gave at my U2 concert when I yelled myself hoarse )В В That was followed withВ things like "Oh my GOD...it's Santa...Soph...Oh My GOD...do you see him?!В I am soooo excited that we got to see somebody famous!!"В Calla and Soph thought it was great and my dad rolled his eyes and reminded me that I was the grown-up.В Whatever.В What has being a grown up ever really gotten anybody?В Other than, you know, gout and wrinkles and mortgages and phone calls from credit card companies who want to increase your debt load?В The secret, of course, is to age, take on responsibilities, learn to scrub a toilet and a floor in under 15 minutes and yet still believe in magic and play and falling in love with life each morning.В
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