I've always loved fireworks - but Mike and I found ourselves pretty exhausted by the time the 4th actually came. Managing our 4 year old every night (who is terrified of them) became pretty tiresome. But, by the time the 4th rolled around, she had warmed up a bit (by warmed up I mean she was no longer screaming with panic at the noise) and actually came outside to watch!
My birthday weekend was so fun. I had a fun lunch with some friends where we all felt spoiled to enjoy some adult only conversation. Mike surprised me with a fire pit and grilled up a great bday dinner, complete with homemade frozen yogurt. We spent the evening at home (where I snuck in photos of these cute kiddos), enjoying roasted marsh mellows and of course, fireworks!
We usually head out on Sunday evenings for a walk/bike ride with the kids. I brought my camera along for this one, and the weather/lighting was fantastic.
Here's Sis having a meltdown (I can't remember but I think she tried to jump ahead and cross the street without us. We just look at her when she's done something wrong and she melts). I remember laughing as I took the picture. Even with the big frowny, sad face, she's still pushing along on her bike. Trying wholeheartedly to catch her brother. Such a competitor.
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