he loves a parade

We were watching the Morningside Days Parade.  Nile befriended perfect strangers within minutes. 
Anyone is more interesting and fun to hang out with than mom.  About half way through the parade the East High Band marched by.  They were loud enough that Nile inched his way back to me.  But, at the end of the line was about 50 scantily dressed, well made-up cheerleaders.  His fears subsided and he subconsciously drifted back out to the curb.
So I asked him what his favorite part of the parade was.  "Owl of the pretty girls."  Of course.

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