{"id":769,"date":"2009-07-06T22:38:23","date_gmt":"2009-07-07T05:38:23","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/?p=769"},"modified":"2009-07-06T23:10:46","modified_gmt":"2009-07-07T06:10:46","slug":"hip-hip-parade","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/2009\/07\/hip-hip-parade\/","title":{"rendered":"Hip, hip, Parade!"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"Parade<\/p>\n

We drove 14 hours to attend Provo’s July 4th parade with cousins and family. You can’t beat a really good parade. Mom always loved the parade more than the kids. I’m finally getting it and I’m pretty sure I loved it more this year than I ever did before. Why?<\/p>\n

\"Daniel<\/p>\n

…Because the parade gave Daniel a chance to climb a tree;<\/p>\n

\"4th<\/p>\n

I got to sit with my siblings and their families at the old TPM homestead on University Avenue, in a place so traditional that even Mayor Billings searched the crowd, mouthing the word, “Sanchez” to his daughters trying to find us from the convertible in which he sat for the parade.<\/p>\n

\"4th<\/p>\n

We saw a tank in action. Now when do you ever get to see a tank rumbling down the road?<\/p>\n

\"4th<\/p>\n

There was the standing ovation for the LDS Missionary float. I lifted Mark on my shoulders and he caught the excitement and waved to the missionaries with all his might.<\/p>\n

\"Henry\"<\/p>\n

Our nephew, Henry was in a band in the parade. So was his sister, Katie.<\/p>\n

Why do I love a parade more than ever? Well, it’s all about beautiful things; it celebrates youth, honors old age, and makes me feel patriotic and reminds me of my childhood. That’s something to get excited about.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

We drove 14 hours to attend Provo’s July 4th parade with cousins and family. You can’t beat a really good parade. Mom always loved the parade more than the kids. I’m finally getting it and I’m pretty sure I loved it more this year than I ever did before. Why? …Because the parade gave Daniel … Continue reading Hip, hip, Parade!<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11,13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-769","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-extended-family","category-family-time"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/769","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=769"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/769\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":791,"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/769\/revisions\/791"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=769"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=769"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.angelaross.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=769"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}