Moving from one house to another, including getting the old house ready to sell and about 5 years of dirt cleaned out of the new house, with 3 kids underfoot, should be an Olympic sport. The last two weeks have been so incredibly tiring, and exciting, and stressful, and did I mention tiring?
But in the midst of this, our town had their annual holiday parade. There was no way we were missing the parade. As Sierra told us, she'd been looking forward to it for 11 months. So we all trekked out on a sunny, 85 degree day to sit by the side of the street and lament the fact that we forgot sunscreen. For the Christmas parade. Cause those two things totally go together.