I hate parades so this is a pure testament to my love for my children. We had three troops come together and march as the “Brownies of Broomfield” in the Broomfield Days parade. They sang songs and had candy to hand out and had a blast. 

We learned a big lesson from last year. B dropped us off at the staging area and then parked at the end of the parade. The girls walked abut 2 miles in the parade, but with the car waiting at the end we saved another 2 mile walk back and lots of belly aching. 

They sure did have fun with their friends and those silly little headbands they wore made it so easy for me to give them a little freedom but still easy spot them in the crowd.