Daffodil Parade

We went to the annual Tacoma Daffodil parade on Saturday. It was like dejas vous for us. When the shriner clowns fired off their cannon (and a dummy flew out), our bodies shook - and poor Abigal was traumatized. She recovered a little better than Emma did a few years ago (age 2 I think). We actually had to leave the parade and Emma spent months talking about the "scae-wee doll in the cann".