I love the Daffodil Parade!
Hank loved the motorcycles and the firetrucks and even danced a little jig to the beat of the marching bands.
The sun was shining and it was a glorious morning! Poor Max even got a little sunburn across his nose--my bad.
I find it ironic that Max will wake up from his nap if so much as a pin drops and yet he was able to snooze through a marching band ten feet away, literally. 
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