The fourth
Aaaaaand one week later, because that's how we roll these days, a recap of our July 4.
Lots of laid-back, family togetherness fun. We had a cook-in/eat-out, as our grill is done for, so good old George got our hot dogs nice and grill-marky-lookin.
We enjoyed having everyone over for the first time in a while. And of course the boys just soaked it up.
Trey showed off his budding baseball skills,
and got into a little mischeif with his best bud.
Aden enjoyed snugglin,
some exploring,
and a little mischeif of his own.
And the whole thing just took me back to a similar scenario, when a certain monkey was on the inside, mere days from joining the family. My my how things have changed.
The fireworks were interesting this year. We live at a higher elevation than most of our immediate surroundings. Every July 4 we are blessed to be able to sit in our yard and watch one or more fireworks displays, probably 10 miles away as the crow flies. And because the fireworks are set off in the valley, we don't even look up into the sky to see them. They are straight across.
Of course the negative to this is, well, that the fireworks are 10 miles away. No oohing and aahing over size or sound. They are small and quiet.
But out in the country where you have to drive half an hour to get to anything, it's a novelty to sit in your yard and participate in something with the masses. Nothing scary about them for the kids, and no traffic. At all.
It works for us. Except that this year's display was subpar (funding? wet fuses?), and then God saw fit to place a cloud between us and the fireworks. So we saw the tops of them.
Still a good day. How could it not be?
Lots of laid-back, family togetherness fun. We had a cook-in/eat-out, as our grill is done for, so good old George got our hot dogs nice and grill-marky-lookin.
We enjoyed having everyone over for the first time in a while. And of course the boys just soaked it up.
Trey showed off his budding baseball skills,
and got into a little mischeif with his best bud.
Aden enjoyed snugglin,
some exploring,
and a little mischeif of his own.
And the whole thing just took me back to a similar scenario, when a certain monkey was on the inside, mere days from joining the family. My my how things have changed.
The fireworks were interesting this year. We live at a higher elevation than most of our immediate surroundings. Every July 4 we are blessed to be able to sit in our yard and watch one or more fireworks displays, probably 10 miles away as the crow flies. And because the fireworks are set off in the valley, we don't even look up into the sky to see them. They are straight across.
Of course the negative to this is, well, that the fireworks are 10 miles away. No oohing and aahing over size or sound. They are small and quiet.
But out in the country where you have to drive half an hour to get to anything, it's a novelty to sit in your yard and participate in something with the masses. Nothing scary about them for the kids, and no traffic. At all.
It works for us. Except that this year's display was subpar (funding? wet fuses?), and then God saw fit to place a cloud between us and the fireworks. So we saw the tops of them.
Still a good day. How could it not be?
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