Maybe I can just really drag out our summer here if I continue to post about things that happened weeks ago right? There's just been a lot going on. So here I am, on the 20th, posting about the 4th.
We hosted our very first summer patriotic barbecue! Growing up my parents had a pool and our Fourth's were just the very best! Our family would all come in from New York, all our friends would come over and it would be a day spent outside in the pool followed by a night-time semi legal fireworks display. It was a day we looked forward to all summer. So! To have a pool of our very own! How very excite! The day looks sliiiiightly different now than the Fourth's of my youth because well, we have our very own youths to contend with.
We had ourselves some appetizers and some swimming. Bomb pops and a delicious patriotic drink courtesy of my sister (virgin and alcoholic alike). Then we dried off and had ourselves quite the spread of food of the barbecue variety and then pie! and cake! All that eating before heading back outside for our own version of fireworks, some kind of sparklers and those things that pop when you throw them on the ground? Those. We took it very seriously of course.
The rest of my family left to head on home and put their own babes to bed, but Matt and I? We were determined that our children would see actual fireworks on the Fourth. We had a fire and s'mores while waiting for a more appropriate time to walk across the street and up the hill to see what we could see. The boys were fading fast but we definitely saw some good blasts from within the development and without. I think all the kids were asleep before their heads hit the pillow... a solid end to our Fourth!
