It's officially official. Labor Day is Walla Walla weekend.
I love a good tradition, and any chance that we get to spend 5 full days in Walla Walla, complete with Grammie time, cowboy boots, the fair, a parade, sunshine, parks, sprinklers, mud pies, naps and sneaking in a date night...I'll take it.
Hot summer nights. Laziness. In bed by 9:30 every night. Drinks on the patio. Time to unwind. It's all such a wonderful end of summer ritual for us.
A little help from sister...
Though she much preferred to do it all on her own.
No joke...I'm still scared of the maze of mirrors. I had to ask the kind carnival man the trick so I wouldn't start hyperventilating in front of my four year old. It's so tricky!
My WW girls!! Unfortunately I think it was right about this moment that the WWHS Cheerleaders were marching by so we couldn't bust out our old moves and join in the fight song. I SO wanted to do the fight song!
Cutest little buddy in his cutest little hat sizing me up...
4 generations.
Thanks for another fabulous Labor Day in the books!
We love love you Walla Walla!
xoxo
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