This year's Mardi Gras festivities started with the eating of the king cake at the girl's annual cookie party.
Stream found the baby is that good or bad? The one who finds it buys next years cake.
And we didn't have the heart turn our beautiful Christmas tree this year into mulch or a berm, not yet anyways, so in the spirit of Mardi Gras and all it's revelry our beloved tree has been re-purposed in the front garden adorn with beads the Peas caught over the weekend from their first parade of the season.
Mardi Gras is can be exhausting! Just last year I photographed over 16 parades in less than 30 days and probably close to 150 over the past 11 years. There's so much walking, kicking beads and moonpies under the barracades, and getting lumps on the head. I must look like a 5"2" target from the top of the floats, it's so bad I'm actually considering wearing a bike helmet especially after the New Years Eve hit that almost knocked me out and poor Eco got hit a few times on her little noggin too and most of all who's going to come over and eat all these MoonPies?
"Laissez les bons temps rouler"
(Let the good times roll)
and our French lessons begin!