Pleasant Valley Days Parade

There are few things I love more than small town parades, big blue skies, and fresh air.  I am so looking forward to the day when I can live somewhere as beautiful as this, away from the big, dirty city.  Until then, the Pleasant Valley Days will have to do.

Day at the Parade

Clara and I took it upon ourselves to celebrate MLK Day with a little parade-watching and festival-navigating.  Little did we know, Clara has a thing for marching bands, as evidenced by the uncontrollable flailing of her arms and legs.  Drum solos, however, haven't yet passed her test.  Each time those drummers started up, she would freeze and cock her little eyebrows.

Speaking of eyebrows...

It has come to my attention that Clara inherited something besides tiny ears from Husband's family.

The Eyebrows.