the charlotte thanksgiving day parade
the 52 project, a two for one week
"a portrait of my daughter, once a week, every week in 2013
penny: this was taken at the thanksgiving day parade. we nearly didn't go that morning. it was about 30 degrees, and you were still getting over a cold, but aunt steph gave us the heads up that they had found some cozy spots in the sun, and that we should come on down. we bundled up, packed a few snacks, and all three of us were out the door quicker then any time i can recall. i'm so so glad we took you that morning. you were in awe of the balloons, loved watching the dancers, and when lollipops were thrown into the crowd that pretty much sealed the deal for you. parades are a.o.k in your book!
penny: rain boots + muddy puddles = a very happy little girl
linking up with jodi.
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though we've already told family and friends, i've yet to talk here about some upcoming events in our life. come the end of december, our family of three will be moving from charlotte down to atlanta. it's been in the works for a few months, and things have all just recently fallen into place. we're so excited about the new opportunities that await us, but at the same time so so sad to be leaving behind some people that we love more then anything in this world.
recently it's occurred to me that penny will probably have no memory of this little brick home where she spent the first two years of her life. where she took her first steps in her bedroom, and learned to roll over on our bed. where i rocked her to sleep in the living room when her teeth just wouldn't give her a break, and where her daddy gave her baths in the kitchen sink every night. where she had her first real belly laugh while watching the dogs wrestle in the backyard, and slept snuggly between her dad & i in our bed for the first few months of her life. it's all been here...
i'm extremely grateful for this 52 project for so many reasons. i know one day evan, penny, and i will look back through these 52 photos and be brought back to each moment, each milestone in her life, big and small, and though she won't remember any of it she'll know just how much this home of ours helped make her who she is.
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