If going to one Christmas parade can put you in the mood for the Christmas season, imagine what going to two Christmas parades can do for your holiday cheer. Poppy and I ventured downtown to the Wake Forest Christmas parade this afternoon, braving the cold, wind and rain to huddle underneath the Tea Room’s awning and check out the floats. We went last year so why not make it a tradition, even if we’ll catch our deaths.

Why, nothing says Christmas like blue and white striped umbrellas. I’m gonna guess they’re going to need a lot more than the cockles of their heart warmed after the parade.

Perhaps one benefit of the less than desirable weather was the appearance of one less than desirable Christmas character: da…da…da Grinch!

This float blew fire. Cool.

Poppy loved frolicking in the toad strangler so much that she not only threw a fit when I put her in the car seat to come home, but she also threw her right boot. Merry Christmas to Daddy!