We moved up all of our stuff to Prescott the weekend after Thanksgiving. Knowing that the temperature here was going to be below freezing, not really sure what we were thinking. However, after moving to Phoenix I thought that the last thing I would ever hear in the morning was “Mommy it’s snowing, can we go play?” After convincing the kids that snow is actually cold and that would require long pants, jackets, and mismatched socks for gloves the older three went out to make snow angels.
You can see Jackie’s at the top, Erik in the middle and they even taught Saige how to make one.
After this none of the kids wanted to head back to Phoenix. We did have to go back for school and for my work though. Thank you to all my great friends that gave us a place to sleep and for watching the kids while I put on a seminar in Scottsdale.
Though we did come back up a day earlier than expected, which was great to finally be “home”. Prescott and our house reminds me of growing up on the East Coast with the parades and the cold, and of course the parades. The kids and I attended the Annual Prescott Christmas Parade.
Not sure if Saige is scared or confused. But it didn’t take her long to figure out that there was music to dance too and people throwing candy, and she had Erik there to help her figure it out.
Alex joined in from back on the grass with Mom. He did start dancing when the marching bands came by.
Saige is patiently watching Erik & Jackie play basketball out front, while eating candy from the parade waiting to go to story time down town Prescott.
We are all still trying to get used to the cold, the actually having a yard and to the small town, I will try to post more as to how we adjust.
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