Running after a parade?

Something I never saw in my future was running like a mad woman after a parade, but today it happened. This morning the neighbor called to say there was parade in town with fire trucks. I instantly felt like a terrible mom, "why didn't I think about that, Quint would love to do that, of course there would be parades on the 4th of July".... Well, desperate to recover from what I viewed as a mommy blunder, I threw Quint in the car and we went to see if we could catch it. Well, I got redirected up and around the parade in traffic, and by the time we parked it had just passed us. I had the joggy stroller, and so we ran. Quint and I ran to catch the parade. We dodged people on the sidewalks, groups cleaning up their chairs, and ran by all the fire trucks in the parade. As I ran I pointed out the trucks and when we got to the beginning of the parade we stopped and tried to look like a casual observer (a normal parent) even though I was panting from the half mile run I had just sprinted! Quint loved it. Totally worth all the effort.