We spent our July 4th pretty much like we spend most of them, unless we’re out of town for something special. First thing in the morning is the annual flag raising ceremony/cinnamon roll breakfast at the church. Then we worked in the yard for a bit before packing our picnic dinner and heading to our favorite spot to play and watch the fireworks. Up until now, Seth has not been a fan of fireworks. This has always puzzled us since he’s not a shy or quiet person, not even kind of. There has only been one year that he hasn’t spent the evening of July 4th either covered up with blankets or hiding in the van, and that one year was when he was 10 months old and didn’t know better. Well, the spell has been broken! The neighbors were shooting off bottle rockets and screaming cannonballs all day long, which I thought would send Seth racing into the house and under his bed. But it didn’t bother him, and he had a great time that night…which meant we all enjoyed ourselves more too.
Baby’s first July 4th:
BFFs Lydia and Miriam:
Our family on the 4th:
(I’m thinking I want a permanent lipstick tattoo for my birthday – sheesh!)
Almost time for fireworks! Cute Emma, Miriam, Lydia and Seth passing the time playing Uno.
All ready for bed, and yes it looks like he’s wincing because there’s an obnoxious camera flashing in his face. He really was cutely fascinated by his pink glow stick.