Happy 4th...

What a beautiful way to celebrate our nation's independence.  I have lots of warm fuzzies about America and the sacrifices that so many have made so I can do what I do.  I remember listening to a radio program that highlighted Iraqi women who were not allowed to drive.  They protested by driving and were jailed for 2 years.  the things that I do every day that I take for granted are here because of the freedoms that were fought for.  A goal in my life is to teach my Mister the importance of patriotism.

We didn't really know how Independence Day would play out.  Just the day before, he had thrown up really badly at another family function.  Danger...

For the celebration part, we went up to my old neighborhood for a tradition that goes back further than I can remember - probably before I was born.  My old neighbors get together for a Bishop's breakfast early.  This year, Shiree played her bagpipes to help celebrate.

Aiden "helping" Shiree play her bagpipes! 

We skipped the city parade in exchange for a nap and watching Star Trek with Uncle Chris.  Then off to Rays for another 4th of July tradition - BBQ and swimming!!  Aiden looks like he was in agony after the slide, but he was just a little cold.  Poor bug.  Lisa's pool is usually the heat of a cool hot tub, so he warmed up quickly.  After he just couldn't take swimming any more, he went to the sandbox and loved every minute of it.  Then, we played pool!  

A few brave people in our family playing Chicken Wars.  The younger boys took turns mooning us as they were diving off the diving board.  

Stu helping him with the cue.  He was a maniac!!

Finally, the extended family decided to go to Morgan for the fireworks and a concert.  My little man had not been feeling well for a couple days anyway, so the thought of a tired, sick toddler sitting for 2 hours during a concert was just not going to happen.  So we went to the Layton castle to watch the fireworks in the valley.  Even that didn't last long.  We got in the car and headed home before they started... only to find that the best seat to see fireworks was in our front yard.  

He was asleep before we even pulled out of the parking lot of the castle.

OH!  and I made a pie.  Cute, eh?