This is my first Mardi Gras (that I remember). I learned to put my hands in the air when a float passes. This is the first bead I caught myself. After this picture was taken, I got hit in the head with a bead and started crying, but I got right back on the horse. Mom and dad were surprised that the loud sirens didn't scare me, but I wasn't surprised :)P.S. I'm not wearing lipstick...this is my first busted lip. I tripped in the kitchen.
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