It did for me too. When I saw that kid on his Dad's shoulders, joyfully waiving his arms back and forth, with the singers. All of a sudden, an almost overwhelming flashback put me there when my girls were little and the excitement that they felt and projected to me, just overwhelmed me. Bringing back both joy and sadness all at the same time. Knowing I will never get that feeling again and wishing so hard to be back in that time. Bittersweet, I think that is called.
Moral of the story: Don't let any moments of family ever just pass you by. Become the kid again and enjoy your children while they are still little, innocent and wide eyed. You only live once, stop and smell the roses!