After baking cookies, playing in leaves, and picking up colds from one of those restraurant petrie dish playlands we roamed the streets of Little Rock lookin’ for trouble. When we pulled in behind an empty Santa float I yelled “Follow that float!” And we did. Right to the site of a parade. That we then waited 45 minutes to start. In a van. With 5 small wiggly fussy children. It did not disappoint.
There was other insanity, as well. Racing camels on four wheelers, VW bugs with passengers that fit the stereotype a little too well, giant ducks, funny bikes, frightening mock-ups of our Savior – in fake blood and near clotheslessness, muppet preachers, and puppies in sweaters. It was a trip, y’all.
I’m Suzanne Parker. Wife to Matt. Homeschooling mama to 5 kiddos. I'm a woman of many contradictions. You can read why I do all I do 
