Moments

Sweet Little Memories

We took the kids to our town’s small little Christmas parade yesterday morning—and yes I don’t just say “small” lightly, I literally mean, SMALL. It probably took 10 mins for the entire thing to drive by, but boy was it filled with beautiful memories.

The kids played with Daddy beforehand and I simply sat back and watched as these sweet memories were made. They played “pretend soccer”, shooting goals between trees.

 

He loves his momma

 

a lot

 

I love this man!

"never let me go, Daddy"

The baby sat in her stroller for most of the time as she just watched her siblings play with Daddy. There was laughter, and smiles, giggles and squeals.

 

{yea, she wasn't happy, can u tell?}
 

{We were missing Jordon, he was with this mommy and grandma, but we made the best out of our time without him. But, our hearts longed for him too}

Then the parade came down the road, and our church was the first group of people …. “Glory to the King” was their theme. The kids loved seeing people they knew.

Lily Grace sat in her stroller, and just stared in amazement at the sights going by. Hayley and Jax, they squealed with excitement as the different floats decorated in pretty lights and wreaths came driving by.

Santa rode through at the end—and although we do not participate in the craziness that this world has made Santa, the kids loved seeing him standing on the back of that float. They loved the music and the people, and of course…THE CANDY. Candy at 10 am, I know bad Mom, but they were so very sweet I had to let them, right? {wink}

I know, this sounds doesn’t sound like the most fun that could’ve been had. But, seriously, it was the sweetest time we’ve had in a really long time. It was a small, sweet reminder of God’s love, and a time to appreciate the ordinary things of life!

Give thanks to the God of heaven, for his steadfast love endures forever.

Psalm 136:26