Part 5 – The Parade That Paraded Us
“It’s one thing to build a house. It’s another to build two—put them in the spotlight—and try not to sweat through your shirt when someone asks what grout color you used.”
“The only true wisdom is in knowing you know nothing.” — Socrates
We didn’t know exactly what to expect from our first Parade of Homes experience—but we did know we wanted our homes to be Parade Worthy.
What better way to invite critique than to welcome 800 people through the front door and hear their thoughts in real time? Hmmm.
The year we entered our first Parade, we didn’t just enter one house—we entered two. Sixty miles apart. At the same time. And just for kicks, one of them was our personal home.
What could go wrong, right?
We focused on what could go right.
We were members of a winery conveniently located between the two homes. It quickly became our halfway pit stop, impromptu meeting spot, and occasional therapy session. (A good glass of wine can do wonders… but I digress.)
The home sixty miles away? We built it in 22 weeks. Not because anyone demanded it—but because I gave my word to a friend and a developer, and I wasn’t about to break it. We pushed hard and got it done. No shortcuts. No excuses. Just head down, boots on, get to work.
It was on this project that I learned what chiggers were. Ask me how I know…
Parade of Homes is kind of like entering your kid in a talent show and praying they don’t trip on the way to the mic. You prep like crazy, stress over every detail, then hold your breath.
That year, we learned we weren’t just builders—we were designers, hosts, logistics coordinators, and at times, on-call counselors.
- Every inch got judged.
- Every detail got questioned.
- And honestly, it made us better.
Kristi, being the wise one, placed me in the other home during the showings—not our personal home—because she knew I’d probably try to sell it on the spot. She wasn’t wrong. That’s what builders do. But she held her ground, and she never complained once.
We walked away with awards for both homes. Not because things went perfectly—but because we stayed with it. We showed up. We honored the details—and the deadlines.
We learned to respect the entire process—not just the framing and finish-out. It starts on day one—the moment you’re standing in the dirt imagining what could be. That Parade sharpened our ability to plan and execute under pressure.
It also taught us that you can move fast if your systems are strong and your standards stay high.
But maybe the biggest lesson?
You can’t do it alone.
A solid team of vendors and craftsmen is what brings the vision to life. They’re the unsung heroes. We couldn’t have done it without them.
That first Parade didn’t just showcase our homes.
It showed us where we needed to grow.
It revealed the gaps.
It tested our grit.
Would we do it again?
Maybe.
But only with smarter systems, a good playlist, and a winery within reach.


