This could win the Coolest Mom award, wouldn't you agree? Holt was snug back there in his trailer, watching the weirdos from the safety of his little nest. (And if you could've seen his facial expression, you would have agreed that he definitely thought we were all pretty weird)
Here's our little family, proudly sporting the Cobra banner, just before the parade started.
This is Holt with his beautiful friend, Ulali, enjoying her big drum and tamborines.
Some of the paraders and their finely dressed bicycles.
And, of course, the Cobras' pride this year, the Chariot, the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow, which carried our Queen through the streets of our lovely township. What a sight it was! And a marvel of craftsmanship, too. I am proud to call its makers my friends. You'll have to log on to Facebook to see more...
I was telling some friend or another yesterday that my maternal heritage is Irish, since my mom's maiden name was Kelly, and now looking back on the fun we've had this weekend and the health and happiness we (the three of us and all those that we love) currently enjoy, I very definitely feel the luck of the Irish upon us.
Kisses to you all! Blessings on you and your family and the ground beneath your feet!
