Flashback
On this humid Thursday night, Chris opted to have me take the girls to their Drill Team practice. With their Spring “competition” over, the next item on their schedule was the Grandview Memorial Day parade. So we practiced marching around an elementary school parking lot. Yeah, I said “we.”
The coach, a pretty brusque woman, cajoled the some of the parents to march on the ends of the rows to keep the girls in a straight line. I could say that the delirious memories of the days of playing clarinet in my high school marching band came rushing back. But then I would be lying.
My row of marching kindergarteners, aptly noted by Marissa, was always “squiggly.” And after 75 yards of marching Katie declared that she was tired.
Looks like the parade next weekend will be another “growth opportunity.”