The skirts mom used to sew up for us all! They were suitably bouncy.. usually out of shiny fabric!
We went to old folks homes.. baseball games... and a few parades. Ohhhh this one parade! We had trained up a nice bunch of little girls... and put them all in the parade, along with us slightly older girls... none of the adults had to do it
We were trying to dance facing the sides on a moving float! It kept stopping and starting.. and the only song the littles knew was "Grandmas Feather Bed"... or was it "Cotton Eyed Joe"? Pweeeeeease! I never wanted to hear that song again for my whole life after that!