In typical family tradition we attended the annual Cheyenne Christmas Parade tonight after we retrieved Dylan from Nebraska. As you can see, we were bundled from head-to-toe, but it was insufficient for the freezing temps. Somehow 32 degrees did not seem cold when the meteorologist shared his forecast. Remember, we've had below zero wind-chills recorded this weekend, so in reality it was a heat wave! Well, let me tell you...If you are sitting outside and it is below freezing, it is COLD. Even though Dylan was excited about the parade, he quickly recounted his request and suggested we return home. He had visions of a warm fireplace dancing in his head. He began the evening with hot chocolate. The Prairie Rose was serving hot cider and cookies nearby, so we stepped into their quaint little store to thaw out. Dylan was content watching the parade of lights from the storefront. We returned to the parade in time to see Jolly 'Ole St. Nick appear and close out the parade festivities.

We were thankful to return to our warm home to enjoy a hot bowl of chili in front of the fireplace.