I know I'm late on a post about the Fourth of July, but it's been non-stop (as always) for awhile. But in a good way. And we were gone all weekend to Mississippi for David's All-State Choir reunion. It was SO much fun. A lot of the people in the choir went to college with us, so for me, it was like a college reunion. And some of our most precious friends were there and it was awesome to get to see them and hang out. We don't get to see them often enough. :(
So, last week, on Wednesday, we celebrated the Fourth of July by swimming all morning, relaxing all afternoon, and heading to Liza and Chris' for a cookout. We had the best time! As did the girlies.
They had put a little pool under the slide for the kids. Uh...heck yes...great idea!
I think I told y'all, but for New Year's, David went to a fireworks store and asked the guy for the quietest pyrotechnics they had. The guy assured him these wouldn't make any noise at all. And he didn't lie. They didn't make a sound. David tested them. So, the girls and I parked it out on the cul-de-sac and David went to the middle of the street and set off a few little fire blossoms. You would have thought it was WWIII. Harper rocketed into my lap and clung to my face like a leech. Piper Lee stood up, put her hands on her hips, and said, "Oh no. No, no, no, no, no, no, no..." all the way back to the front door, where she demanded, "Open door! No! OH NO. Open door!"
We just figured no fireworks for a few years. But Taylor brought a few sparklers and some Roman candles and I kind of prepared myself for the onslaught of panicked 2-year olds that was sure to come my way. A few of the other kids gathered around to get a sparkler lit and the girls were fascinated. I mean, in complete awe. Then, they both asked to hold one.
Then, we went to the field to light the bigger fireworks. Still a little nervous, but we were gonna see how they did.
Piper Lee LOVED them.
Harper was a little apprehensive at first, but warmed up to the idea.
Daddy held a Roman candle.
And we applauded him.
Then, Piper Lee wanted to "hold" a Roman candle, so Taylor assisted.
Then, the grand finale.
They squealed and laughed and jumped up and ran out of their chairs. They had the greatest time and David and I were so proud of our little pyromaniacs. It was a very, very good day. And we are so thankful for all the sacrifices made that allowed us to celebrate in freedom. God bless America!
I hope you and your families had a wonderful Fourth of July.
And guess what?? We have a name for baby boy! We were gonna wait until he was born, but I hate waiting and I'm tired of calling him "baby boy." But, I'll share that with you tomorrow!