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| watching Mark and Lace play a little all-night volleyball |
All the 4th of July stuff kinda rolls in with CMM, but that post was getting so very long, I had to split it.
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| Tripp's lookin' patriotic at church. :) |
I tried to get a little photo shoot with this little cutie and all my mom's cute porch decor, but this girl just gave me the serious face. She's still cute. ;)
The original plan was to spend a lot of the 4th
camping for CMM, but most people decided they had their fill. So we packed up camp and rushed home to shower and head down to the parade. Late of course. So we sat at the very end, but it was fine. George worked that morning so he met us at my mom's house. Some of the kids went with Greg, my mom, etc. When we got down to the parade watching spot, we realized --- NO Austin. My dad was still back at the house and found Austin just swinging on the backporch, oblivious to the fact that almost everyone was gone. I felt terrible, especially when Austin told me he was so sad that he missed out on one of his favorite holiday traditions (they arrived mid-way through the parade). George thought it was a good lesson learned.
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| empty now... but not at the end! |
It was super hot, but we spent some time at the park. The kids especially thought the blow-up waterslides were fun. The favorite booth is the goldfish ping pong toss. They ran out of fish riiiiight before the kids had a turn to throw balls so Austin was the only one who had a shot...and he won! Kid heaven. Sadly, Mr. Goldfish didn't live to see July 5th.
George and I were in charge of dinner that night, which included the Tripp's and the extended Cole fam. It was our first time cooking baby back ribs and they turned out great, I thought. We kinda miscommunicated on the amount of chicken and had A. TON. But it was good too. Bless George for being the grill master in that heat. Lots of people brought side dishes and we ended up with quite the spread! (no pic...boo!) It was still blazing hot, so the water balloon fights (which always escalate out of control) felt great. And we played a little backyard volleyball.
Not sure why Erik was insistent about wearing fuzzy footy PJ's in this heat...
The Bleazard's came over for treats (you know...cuz we hadn't had enough food ;) ) and fireworks.
Whew, what a 4th! We love America!
The original plan was to spend a lot of the 4th camping for CMM, but most people decided they had their fill. So we packed up camp and rushed home to shower and head down to the parade. Late of course. So we sat at the very end, but it was fine. George worked that morning so he met us at my mom's house. Some of the kids went with Greg, my mom, etc. When we got down to the parade watching spot, we realized --- NO Austin. My dad was still back at the house and found Austin just swinging on the backporch, oblivious to the fact that almost everyone was gone. I felt terrible, especially when Austin told me he was so sad that he missed out on one of his favorite holiday traditions (they arrived mid-way through the parade). George thought it was a good lesson learned.
George and I were in charge of dinner that night, which included the Tripp's and the extended Cole fam. It was our first time cooking baby back ribs and they turned out great, I thought. We kinda miscommunicated on the amount of chicken and had A. TON. But it was good too. Bless George for being the grill master in that heat. Lots of people brought side dishes and we ended up with quite the spread! (no pic...boo!) It was still blazing hot, so the water balloon fights (which always escalate out of control) felt great. And we played a little backyard volleyball.
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