Just a Parade kind of day!

This morning we attended the Dallas Neiman Marcus/Adolphus Christmas Parade. It was awesome. The first time we went Princess was 2 years old. We have not been back since then. We decided it was time to start the tradition again. Both of them are old enough to enjoy it and brave the cold weather. So we went for it. We were not disappointed!

Here is Sissy, bundled up and ready for the show.


Brother, ready and waiting.

Here's just a few things we got to see.....


We got to see Sissy's favorite My little Pony - Pinky Sparkle. Sissy was beside herself with excitement!

Mr Potato Head...from Toy Story of course. This was little man's favorite!

It was pretty chilly that morning while waiting for the parade to start. As the day went it along it warmed up. So, after the parade we went over to the West End and ate lunch outside.

Here's Nana and sissy, waiting for our lunch.


Daddy and brother waiting for lunch as well! It was wonderful morning!



We went home and took a rest. Then we headed out for our small town's Christmas parade. It was nothing in comparison to the the Dallas parade, but it was still a good time.


Here's our Motley Crew, waiting for the parade to start. This is Brother, Sissy, some cousins and a neighbor.


Here's a little of what we saw...
This was our church's float. Which by the way, won 3rd place!! GO FBC!




It was just a parade kind of day and a nice FREE way to usher in the Christmas Season!

Put it up...Take it down

The little man has been driving me crazy ya'll! We put our tree up Tuesday night. Everyone was so excited, the house was all decorated. Even if it was 60 degrees outside and we were sweating a little bit. That bad boy was up and decorated.

Well ever since the minute my feet hit the floor Wednesday morning, little man, who is 3, almost 4, has been bustin' my chops wanting to take it all down. He just doesn't get the concept of leaving it up til Christmas. I walk in the living room and he is standing in the middle of the room with his hands on his hips, he says "Ok mom, let's put it up." I said "what??" He said "all this Christmas stuff, let's put it back up in the attic." I said "Oh no sir!" I have tried to explain ya'll; I really have. Hubby has tried to explain. But about every 30 minutes for the past 3 days he comes and tells me it's time to put it up, and we go through the entire conversation AGAIN.

This evening he started to say something again. I said "Whoa, if you are about to talk about the Christmas decorations, just zip it right now, cause I ain't listenin'. Yeah, that didn't work. 21 more days to go...oh joy!

I think it just kind of messes with him because we have to rearrange the furniture a little bit; o.k. A LOT. The love seat has to be removed so the tree can go in it's place. So I think it just kind of throws him off. He likes consistency and routine. And I have totally thrown a wrench into that. Well, he might as well get used to it...he as a long life ahead of women throwing wrenches into his routine. I'm just sayin'