Parade of A*#es and Elbows

Since Ollie was up at 4:30 and I was still recovering from my late night adventure, we decided to skip church this morning...again. I'm sure Grandma and Aunt Georigann are really disappointed, but hopefully we can get back on schedule next Sunday. I don't think Grandma was too mad though, because she dropped Country Cousin doughnuts on our front porch on her way home.

After sleeping in and being completely lazy all morning, we packed up and headed out to the A-Town Memorial Day Parade to watch Grandpa drive his tractor. We arrived an hour early to claim our parade real estate. This proved to be less than necessary, but hey we enjoyed hanging with Grandma, Grammie, and Poppy.

At 2:00 the parade finally got started. The last time I attended this parade I was a participant as a Band of Pride drum line member, so it's been a couple of years. Wow, things have changed! Let's just say Grandpa and Jerry helped the parade break 10 minutes with their two entrants. Either way, Ollie loved all the activity, except for the really loud fire truck sirens.

After the parade, Ollie and I were so exhausted from the excitement we fell asleep in the recliner while Daddy surfed the net (probably catching up on his Mollie and Ollie Show episodes). I guess I didn't realize just how much one night of craziness could cause me to be exhausted for days. No matter, it was a great way to spend couple of hours with my sweet baby boy.

Next, we were off to the garden to cultivate, hoe, and plant. Everything is looking really great except the lima beans with less than 10 plants germinated. Grandma says "Be patient," but Daddy and I aren't sure. Meanwhile, Grandpa was teaching Ollie all about supervising, frequently demanding, "Asses and Elbows...Asses and Elbows...All we want to see are Asses and Elbows!" As you can imagine, the motivation from this cannot be overestimated. Lastly, Grandma helped Daddy plant his pumpkins, planning for plenty of room to grow a 200 pounder.


We finished up the garden work, then Grandpa, Daddy, and Ollie went for a gator ride, while Grandma and I cooled off with a cold bottle of water. After all, we were the only one's doing physical labor.
We're still not sure how we're going to spend tomorrow's holiday, but I'm sure we'll find some trouble to get into.