I realize this is a little overdue but I still wanted to share memories from our 4th of July weekend.
We started off the holiday by attending our town’s 4th of July parade with Grandma Barb and cousins Tony, Krissy and Stephanie. Unfortunately the parade was pretty lame. It lasted about 13 minutes. It took us longer than that to find a parking spot. Oh well, the kids got to see fire trucks and even though they were loud they liked that.
After the parade we walked a bit to Falls Park where there was a free lunch. That our entire town turned out for. My goodness it was a mad house. We waited in line for about 45 minutes to get our lunch and thankfully we got lunch. They only had food for 5000 and not too long after we went through they started running out. After lunch Pat walked back a mile to get the Jeep and the kids and I stood in line another 30 minutes for ice cream.
As we got back in the Jeep after standing in lines for an hour and 1/2 and scarfing down our food because I had to work at 1:30 I had to apologize to Pat for my crazy idea. Even a free lunch wasn’t worth enduring all the people and the heat. The kids were wiped out and so they, along with daddy took a nap while I got ready for work. I had to work from 1:30-4:30, which was kind of a nice little break plus pay and 1/2 for the holiday!
Pat’s family was coming over at 6 pm for supper and so after work I ran home and started getting all that ready. We made hamburgers and grilled chicken sandwiches. We also had corn on the cob, watermelon, regular chips and chips with salsa. Pat’s mom brought potato salad and mac-n-cheese for the kiddos and Pat’s aunt brought dessert.
After we ate we just sat around and visited while the
two three kids entertained us.
And of course we had to get in a little fishing!
We started fireworks a little early because the kids were fading. We didn’t do too much this year but the kids still loved it. Well, except Caleb. I’m not sure if I’ve ever mentioned it but he hates loud noises. So he wasn’t too thrilled with Daddy who likes to blow up things. I only got six little packs of black cats but even that was too much for him. He kept saying, “Daddy no more pop pop!
Hope you made lots of memories on your 4th of July weekend too!