Parade

There is a parade in my house, outside the computer room.

It has been going on for the last hour.

"Parade todaaaaaaayyyyyy! Hooray! Parade todaaaaaaaay! Hooray! Everybody Parrraaaaaadde!"

She is playing her lollipop drum as she marches between the living room and the hallway outside the computer room.

It is a one person parade, although she has convinced her Daddy to follow her back here a few times. Sometimes it moves quickly and then she pauses outside my door for an enthusiastic solo performance. Afterwards, she'll dart away to the living room again.

She's extremely pleased with the parade. She has a huge smile on her face and her eyes are twinkling brightly.