When I was really little we lived in Florida and for some reason they thought it would be super cute if some of the kids from our school walked, yes, walked in the Christmas parade there. It was almost 100 degrees that day. I was 5 years old. We all had to wear regular clothes, long sleeves and long pants and then "pajamas" overtop of them and carry a stuffed animal. My sister just had to wear jeans and a short sleeve school shirt and twirl a baton, and she got to wear the cool santa hat. I was super jelly. By the time the parade was over everyone was red faced and sweating, in desperate need of water. Parades were ruined for me.