These are my roots and this is what I love
Cause everybody knows me and i know them
And I believe that’s the way we were supposed to live
Wouldn’t trade one single day in small town USA
Saturday was one of those days where everything went right. The stars aligned, the planets were in the right retrograde, whatever lingo you want to use. It was just a downright perfect day. We travelled to my hometown (Elk City, OK) to help my niexe Alexis Nicole celebrate turning three. Although I didn’t get any pictures of the actual party (I was too busy trying to keep both me and my daughter upright on our skates), I did get many shots of the time we spent together after the party.
Stop one: Rodeo Parade. Labor Day weekend is always Rodeo Weekend in Elk City, and it is a BIG affair in my small hometown. The excitement was palpable in the air. It made me want to bust out my old lace-up boots and try to squeeze my ass into some of my old Wranglers.
The beautiful birthday girl.
Jalyn is a superstar!
Jalyn & G-Daddy waiting for the parade to start.
It was super hot, but Jaxen stayed cool under his umbrella.
Stop two: Ackley Park. This is the park I grew up frequenting, and after thirty years, the city finally purchased new playground equipment. It was bittersweet to return there and not see the same things, but the new playcenter is really, really cool. I’m sure it will be the playground my children and my niece remember their entire lives.
Jalyn, age 5, and Lexi, age 3.
My little sis, Sarah, with the girls on the last carousel ride of the summer.
The Three (Kenney) Amigos
And sometimes, the perfect moment appears right in front of you. Like this.
I miss my family. I miss my hometown. While growing up there, all I could think about was getting out, moving on to bigger and better things. Now all I can think about it how much I miss both the town and the wonderful people there. Although I no longer recognize every face I see while visiting, I inevitably run into at least two or three people I do remember, and two or three more that I remember, but can’t recall their names. These are the people who guided me as a child, a middle-schooler, a teen, and helped shape me into the person I am today. It seems weird to me sometimes that they aren’t doing the same for my kids.