The kids and I are watching the Tournament of Roses Parade. Fog is creeping across the lake and the roads are glassed in ice, but on television, the day is bright and sunny.
Bands march past the cameras, and Avery plays air drums. Flower-covered floats ride along, and Avery waves his hand in the air like the Mayor. Bennett copies him, Carter next, and I join in too. We are all waving, hello, hello, welcome. Welcome 2007.