But there's candy

Lately Little sister has been afraid of loud noises. The vacuum sends her to the rocking chair in her room. The lawnmower the other day had her cowering in the dog cage in the garage.
So, we weren't sure how she would handle a parade with sirens and band and a multitude of blaring noises.
We got to our spot about a half hour early. We put up our chairs and tried to keep her out of the road.
Then, in the distance we heard the first sirens. They got louder and Louder and LOUDER, until the chief of police, who is also my neighbor, pulled up and stopped right in front of us. He and his wife waved at us, pulled out a sucker and tossed it at her feet.
There was a pause, since she was still a little stunned by the noise, but it was candy at her feet!
She was hooked. Little sister didn't go at it quite like Big sister, who was racing the boys next to us for Tootsie Rolls and Jolly Ranchers, but she held her own.
Big sister was helping her too, by putting two or three pieces of candy in her bag every now and then. Of course, it all goes in the same bucket when we get home.
I'm sure Little sister will still some fear of loud noises, but at least we know we can go to parades.