Ms. Egg rolls down the road on the 24th.

Yesterday Ms. Egg got a phone call that her grandchildren would be so happy if she would gather up her Mormon pioneer clothes (skirts, aprons, and bonnets), dress up and march in the T. Town's Childrens 24th of July Parade with their ward. Ms. Egg went downstairs found the box, set the dryer on quick dry threw in a damp washcloth and got the wrinkles out of the skirts. I found one long one as well as an apron and a sunbonnet and drove across down, I got some stares. I'd isn't everyday that Ms. Egg wears a pioneer bonnet when she drives across town. We piled into the car and drove to the local high school parking lot. While we waited for the 23rd ward float to arrive we all fried in the sun. There are now six stakes in our area with an average of 6 wards in each stake. Do the math and you can tell that we had quite a large children's parade. We did not go through mainstreet but the parade headed four long uphill blocks south, one block east and four quicker downhill blocks north, and back to our destination. My ten year old pioneer granddaughter helped another gal hold the banner for the ward. She was a trooper. She did not get a break to get a drink just trudged onward. Her eight year old sister sat on the float up by the water cooler, a smart place. I think each time someone got a drink when the float would halt for a time, she would get a drink too. the Middle granddaughter sat in the back and got more and more bored so halfway around the route she walked with her grandmother. We were all glad for the experience, the company, the time together, and especially that the parade route was not any longer. Later in the evening we all gathered in O. Town and ate watermelon, visited and shot off the rest of the fireworks (from the 4th of July?) Ms. Egg gratefully sat in one chair and Humpty sat in the other chair provided by their thoughtful grandson, a cook at Burger King. When we got home Humpty and Ms. Egg gratefully rolled into bed.