Last night we went to the night light parade. It was about -50º outside.
So, we decided the best place to be was in the back of Grandpa's car. With the heater on full blast.
It was a great, long, parade. While we were waiting for it to start, we could see the lights down the road, we commented that they were moving really slow to which Lilian exclaimed, "What are they, GRANDPARENTS?!?!"
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