As of today, Ella is decidedly not a fan of sirens, horns or anything coming out of a musket. We managed a small wave to the proud, brave members of the Oak Park police and fire departments. Jerry and I busily looked for the familiar faces that have come to our aid in the last year...gulp. Our first call was to report missing persons (Ella and I) as we decided to surprise Daddy at the eL and left the home open, dinner on the stove. A slight miscalculation and Jerry beat us home, greeted by a strangely empty house. Thirty minutes later and a call to 911 gave us a story to laugh at later, right Jer? There was also the call one frigid morning this winter. Ella locked in a warm, running car with my keys and cell phone inside. Mommy dancing outside her window to not only provide entertainment but to keep warm. I digress. Luckily Jerry and I escaped recognition today. The parade featured local businesses as well as community groups. I had to suppress a chuckle as my future walked by: MOPs (Mothers of Preschoolers). Perhaps I should start my own group: Mothers of Excitable and Silly Sixteen-month olds (MESS). Ella rocked out to the Proviso East Marching Band. I felt the need to cover her eyes as the drum section gyrated their snares five feet from our heads. This is not your mother's marching band. Seriously, we worried if our plumes were bent and our spats were tarnished. We collected candy which Jerry and I quickly pocketed and Ella walked away with a toothbrush...nice marketing Dr. We hope by July 4th we're ready for another parade. This time we may be in Glen Ellyn. Great, a whole new police department we hope have forgotten our faces. Much easier as it was the early nineties. Just kidding mom.
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