The 4th

Decorating the ride on toys for the parade.

The start of the bike parade.

Caught red handed (literally) eating the Jello flag right off the table.


We sat out front and watched a small assortment of fireworks that Chuck and Patrick had bought. But, much more impressive were all the illegal ones being set off in the alley right behind our neighbor's house.


Patrick warmed up to the fireworks, but in the begining when I took this picture, he was pretty much terrified by the loud mortar sounds. He must have enjoyed it though, because he thanked God for the fireworks when he said his prayers at bedtime. For the last month he has thanked God for going swimming with Daddy at camp, but he finally switched it up.