Homecoming at the Capstone

We took the girls to Homecoming in Tuscaloosa this weekend. Since it was a night game, they moved the parade to 11:30 a.m. instead of 9 a.m. It was so nice being able to sleep in and take our time getting to the parade.



Here are the cousins getting ready for the big parade!



There's Big Al...



The cheerleaders...



The Crimsonettes...



And the Million Dollar Band!

Here is me and my sweet Daddy braving the chilly temperatures...



And here is Lily looking pretty tired - homecoming can wear you out!



After the parade, we took the kids to my sorority house along with my sister and her family. I had never taken the girls there and I was so excited for them to see it.

I am very biased about Alabama because I went to college there, but I think one of the prettiest things about our campus is Sorority Row. Our sorority houses look like huge antebellum homes straight out of "Gone With the Wind." They are absolutely beautiful and it was so fun walking down Sorority Row with the girls and showing them all of the houses.

Since it was Homecoming, all of the houses had special pomping displays. I can remember as a student spending hours the week of Homecoming working on ours. Here is a picture of the one in front of the ZTA house. The theme was "Return to Glory."







Here are the cousins on the front steps. Could Lily look any more uncomfortable?



And here is LB all by herself. "Leave me alone! I can do it by myself!"



Once we got inside, Suzie and I took Ann Catherine, Lily Baker and Ally upstairs and showed them our old bedrooms and composite pictures while the boys stayed downstairs. AC LOVED it and did not want to leave (much to Chris' chagrin - ha!)! Here are me and the girls in the den of the sorority house.



And the best part? We had lunch at the sorority house. Not just any lunch mind you, but Fried Chicken and Zeta potatoes which is a STAPLE at the Zeta house. They serve it on football weekends and special occasions. I had not had them in years and I thought I had died and gone to Heaven. Chris finally got to see what the fuss was all about. Here we are scarfing it down:



And yes, Chris and I were part of that insane crowd of 92,000 people who sat outside in the freezing cold to watch the game. And we loved every minute of it. I think that makes us certifiably crazy.

What a weekend!