We ventured to the Nappanee 4th of July parade. Tyson loved it. He got to ride all around town with grandpa in Uncle John's Gator. Quinny, grandma and I enjoyed the parade from a shady spot on the route.
Quinny, ever disapproving, waited patiently for the parade to start.
There's just something so American about a small town parade. The police car started it off.
Flags -- notice the guys watching from the other side of the street -- one with his hand over his heart, the other saluting.
Quinn wasn't too thrilled with all of the loud noises from the horns and sirens but she LOVED her first lollipop. :)
We found Tyson after the parade was over, still sitting in the Gator. :)