When I was about 4 months pregnant with Brock my Dad was transferred to Sierra Vista. Sierra where??? I had never heard of it and they were leaving Yuma the town I had grown up in, the house that I spent all my teen years in and the only place I had lived long enough to call home. Needless to say I was not very happy, but I was married and starting a life of my own...there was really no room for me to have a say. They would still only be a three hour drive away.
So for 10 years Sierra Vista has been their home. Until, a few months ago when they got the call saying their home, my Dad's dream home because of the view high on a hill with no neighbors, was going to be torn down. What??? I have to say when I got the call from my Dad I cried. I know how much he loves where he lives and how much it will hurt him to move.
Look at that view (the kids are cute too)
We left the kiddos at home so we could focus on getting work done. Dustin has his hands full with all the shuttling he had to do. Three birthday parties, one football game and one blue and gold banquet. I don't think he's ever been in the car that much with with kids, EVER! He did a great job, and the house was very tidy when I got home, Thanks Honey!