When you think of New Orleans–if you ever think of New Orleans, that is–you think of music and Mardi Gras parades.
We saw the very first parade of the season: the Krewe du Vieux. Apparently it’s always extremely crude, but we didn’t know that.
It was funny, but the funniest thing about it was our 14-year-old daughter’s reaction to a float with giant breasts:
Or the one with a 10-foot penis and people walking behind it with sperms on sticks, some of them with top hats and mustaches–the sperms, not the people.
If R doesn’t become an actress, she can always get on the National Film Rating Committee. She has just the right sensibility for it:
“Oh my god! Really?”
“Don’t these people know there are children watching?”
“Tell me when I can look again.”
“Tell me if the next float’s appropriate or not.”
“This is definitely not PG!”
Wow! Sounds like a wild time!
It was! Quite an experience.
Carnaval started here to, Limburg and Noord-Brabant!
The parades have yet to come!
But that rude?
I don’t think so!
Oh my goodness, we certainly don’t have parades like this. What fun and a fantastic reaction from your daughter. X
Yes, she’s at the age now that she will berate US for being inappropriate. It’s a hoot, and it’ll only get worse, because I’m often inappropriate and I love embarrassing her (not too badly).
I feel it is a parents duty to embarrass their children. It prepares them for life. I have three, 2 girls and a boy.
Exactly. It trains them in coming up with quick responses, talking truth to power, getting a thick skin, realizing that they are not their parents, thinking at an early age about all the things they’ll do differently and more such important life skills.