A few weekends ago, we went to Preston to the parade and the rodeo. Our sweet papa Keller was the Grand Marshall this year and it was so fun to see him and grandma ride in the carriage. Morg has really gotten into parades this summer and this one ended up being perfect for little boys in just about every regard. It seemed the traditional floats were replaced with shiny vintage tractors, old cars, semi trucks, noisy fire trucks, police cars and more horses than I could even count. We left with more candy than I could count, too. Later on, he had a blast at the rodeo with cousin Bodie. He got to ride fair rides for the first time ever, which he loved, but his favorite was probably the corn dog daddy bought him afterwards. He's all about food, that boy.
Here are some pictures from that day:
