We are still tired out from a great 4th weekend. Ours started Sunday night with our annual church family picnic. We have food, games, and fireworks in the back parking lot the Sunday before July 4th every year. It's always fun, but there was a small malfunction this year. The little train that was giving rides through the parking lot caught on fire. I remember looking up and seeing a flood of people running toward where the train "stop" was, and a huge cloud of smoke in the air. No one was hurt, but the tractor that was pulling all the cars had burst into flames. Next we hear the music stop and Brother Tom comes on the loud speaker saying, "The train has caught on fire next to a marroon van. If you own a marroon van you need to move it." Guess what color our brand new, week old van is. Yep. Now, Jeremy couldn't have been farther from the train, but I see him sprinting across the parking lot. Luckily it wasn't anywhere near our car, but I will always remember the look on Jeremy's face as he ran to save his van! As it got dark, Nana passed out glow swords, masks, and sticks, and the kids loved them. We actually had to make the boys stop playing and sit down to watch the fireworks show. The fireworks started around 9 p.m. and they were fantastic! We have a company that puts on a professional show and all the people in the churches next door and the neighborhood behind the church come out to watch. This year was the first time Parker actually enjoyed them. Everett was a different story. At first he didn't like the loudness, but he actually closed his eyes so he couldn't even see the colors either! We thought he was asleep about half way through, but he just didn't want anything to do with fireworks. As soon as it was over he popped his head back up and was ready to play.
Mia, Sage, and Rosie
Parker, Ezra, Isaac, and Everett enjoying the picnic
Mia on the rock wall (scared to go any higher)
Parker in the ball pit
Pop and Everett
Michael (the boyfriend) and Carley
SO excited about the glow swords!
Grandma with the kids
Lighting the sparklers