pretty close to naptime for him, and he spent the first several minutes staring at all the firetrucks driving past him with his trademark soberness. He soon warmed up however, as it suddenly occurred to him that these were GREAT trucks, and that people were actually throwing things at him. It didn't hurt at all that one of his most recent words is 'trucks'. Later on in the parade I tried to teach him Horse, but he wasn't interested. Perhaps if the Rodeo Queens had thrown him some candy, he would have been willing to learn the correct word.
This is Jeremy waiting for the parade to start this afternoon. He had just spied the police cruiser down at the beginning of the parade. It was slowly making it's way toward us, but Jeremy could hardly contain the excitement he felt and had to bust out with a little dance to work off the tension. He even created his own music to groove to, some sort of rhythmic tune only a 3 year old (and his mother) could love.
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