Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Happy Mardi Gras!

We're off celebrating!

In case you didn't know, I was born in New Orleans and I have only missed a handful of Mardis Gras in my lifetime.

Yes, that is the plural - learn some French.

The pediatrician was crazy confused when I said we were all headed to New Orleans. Are you confused too? Who takes a baby to Mardi Gras you ask?

The answer is everyone.

If you think Mardi Gras is all about flashing and drinking...you're only half right.

All those poor girls in the quarter.

They're tourists.

Tourists with no self respect.

This is what Mardi Gras really looks like...

There is always that one kid who gets jealous of the stuffed animal they didn't catch and gets whacked in the back of the head. 

Rows and rows of ladders. Miles and miles of children. Boxes of Popeyes chicken. And yes, coolers of beer. 

I'll be back next week with some actual pictures from Mardi Gras 2013. 

If you're feeling festive - make a king a cake! 

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