Typically we head to my parent's neighbor's house and hang out with a bunch of Greeks on the Fourth but this year they are in Greece (rude) so we were on our own. My parents had us back to their house for some foods and some sparklers. Thankfully we had a firefighter right in our midst.... Because safety first people.
All the good photos are my sister-in-law's, as it were. I totally overstepped my auntly boundaries and just took over with all the babies. If Harrison wanted to do a sixth sparkler who am I to say no? I feel like I am duty-bound to say yes! Always yes! And I may have accidentally taken away Audrey's first sparkler from her mother too... Which I am so sorry for! I am living for these babies these days.
