Sidewalk's not for that fancy walking my son, it's for regular walking.
Anyway, do you know what the best part of being from a small town is?
That you can't go to walmart without running into at least 5 people you know? WRONG
That you can kiss the beer man in the grocery store and it will be okay because it's your husbandman? WRONG
That you can count on the Eagle's pancake breakfast on the 1st and 3rd Sundays of the month? WRONG
It's parade candy may friends. (and oodles of soccer kids, cheerleaders, band peeps, old cars, horses, and fire trucks.)
As the mother of this operation I take my candy cut from the top....meaning any piece I want is mine, no questions asked.
I told the husbandman that if I had this truck he wouldn't have to steal the ford down the street I've had my eye on for a while.
This one was the kids' favorite (naturally)
And this is why we usually leave the mother at home: