My family visited NY for thanksgiving several years ago. Jared and I couldn't go and always felt like we missed out. I've been begging my family to do it again for years and we finally did.
It was a little insane waking up at 4:30am to leave the hotel by 5am, to get our spot by 6am. The parade didn't start until 9am. I think those were the three longest hours of my life. I don't have any desire to do it again.
Luckily we had lots of warm clothing, food, grandparents and lots of electronic devices to keep us busy.
I'm sure Jared was wishing he had never married into our family for those 3 long hours, but he acted like a good sport. It helped that he found a family from Tennessee to talk to.
I think it was all worth it when the parade finally started and all the balloons came out.
The kids loved it. They were cheering and chanting the whole time.
Jared claims he and Neil Diamond made eye contact. Apparently they have this special connection now.
See, this isn't the face of a sleep deprived unhappy child. It was totally worth it.
These guys were my favorite. They did an awesome dance for us.
While we were waiting for our cars to be found in the parking garage, my sister in law suggested the kids play "dead indian"? Don't ask me what it is, but I liked how the kids were quiet.
No big deal if we looked like a bunch of crazies with all our gear and 8 kids dead on the sidewalk.
Okay, Clair is ready for a nap. She was done.


