Tuesday, September 9, 2014

It Was Labor Day Weekend, I Was 17...

(Well I now have to add 10 yrs to that number.  How's that for a crazy reality fact?! Wow. Ouch.)

Love Tim McGraw and his song that gets stuck in my head every Labor Day weekend.  Which is over a decade worth according to my confession.  This Labor Day weekend was no exception when it comes to making memories.

Michael's parents drove down from Utah through the night and got here at about 8:30 AM Saturday morning.  That's dedication!  That day we had our wonderful friends the Andersons, Browns and Howards over as well for a great lunch and pool party.

^I just love seeing our pool full of great people!

While the rest of the country sees Labor Day as the end of summer, summer is still thriving and strong in Arizona.  We wish Labor Day was the start of relief from the heat. (Especially a certain hormonal, pregnant lady.) But, alas, woe is me. One day.  One day.

We enjoyed a hot walk along Tempe Town lake with Grandma and Grandpa Shields.



They also joined us for church on Sunday.  We enjoyed playing games and talking Sunday.  Then they got back on the road Monday morning.  Although it was short, we loved having them here.  I especially love seeing our little girl loving on her "mama and papa."


 

5 comments:

  1. ...bought a coke and some gasoline. Ah gotta love Tim. I haven't celebrated Labor Day in over 3 years. We've moved twice and had a baby over the past labor days. Your pool looks so inviting!

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  2. Yeah, Mike has always been the favorite child...rub it in ;)

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  3. Love Tim McGraw!!! 27 only comes once in a lifetime too, dont it just fly by....

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