Our 4th of July mornings always start with the balloon festival in Provo. It’s crazy early, and kinda cold–but oh, my how we LOVE it!
Such a cute smile so early in the morning!
Fruit pizza. Our favorite 4th of July breakfast for the last 15 years!
Good morning Lyndi!
It’s so peaceful and quiet when we first get here.
The first balloon going up!
These cute kids.
Our personal George Washington!
The founder of the feast and Magoo.
Little C is helping pass out Uncle Dane’s fliers. Honestly, how could you say no to that smile?
We even had a Ghostbuster in the crowd. Hmmm.
Good morning Jillian!
Hey Jacob!
T is still waking up.
Our star spangled ladybug.
K and Hazel having breakfast.
Here to help pass out the fliers for Uncle Dane.
The official flier from Dane.
Those cute kids again.
One of my FAVORITE placees!
The balloons are all going up now.
C practicing her lines.
Hey Nate!
Up!
We’re surrounded!
Good morning April!
Such a cool crowd.
I brought an America 250 pin for everyone.
Lift off!
So sweet.
There they go!!
It’s all so magical!
Good morning Miss K!
And just like that–they’re gone.
Patriotic through and through!
The cool kids.
Sweet cousins.
At last the sun is up!
It’s been a long morning.
Many times we all go back home and take a nap in order to be ready for the rest of the upcoming fun stuff. We did miss Rhen and Jessica who found that starting the day a little later was just what they needed. It’s a tradition that has become one of our favorite things about the 4th.
A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from our lives. A simple, special, memorable moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and keep close to my heart.
Jillian told me that 250 years ago on July 8th the Declaration of Independence was officially read to the colonists. So in commeration of that auspicious occassion, and in the true Spirit of 1776…
I’m going to…
…watch National Treasure because it’s sort of about the Declaration of Independence and it’s got Nicolas Cage in it so…you know. Heh, heh.
…wear my comemorative pins all over the place and impress the cats with my patriotic spirit.
…work on my star garland because it’s terrifically patriotic.
wave my fireworks around and holler BOOM a million times!!! The neighbors may just call the police–but I don’t care!
…work on my perfectly patriotic puzzle. Say that 10 times fast.
Eat one thousand-seven-hundred and seventy-six Bomb Pops…no explaination needed. Didn’t these used to be way bigger? What the…?
…stick my America 250 stickers all over the house and my water bottles and my phone and the wall and the car and the windows and the furnature and the cats.
AND…watch my cute son’s new video and sing and dance along with it!!
I suppose this is what happens when you live all by yourself and nobody even tries to stop you from doing wild and crazy things clear into the wee hours.
And you know me…even all alone, anything for a party!
Our “Little Miss” Fluttershy was really sad that because of the fires in Utah right now the Governor put a ban on all personal fireworks.
We could still watch the displays that were put on by the city, just not actually light any ourselves. The ground is too hot and dry and the firemen are working over the mountain to put out what is already burning.
This little gal decided, that rather than fuss about it–she was going to do something about it instead.
So this clever girl worked all day long making personal, home-made fireworks for every single member of our family!! Honestly now–isn’t this the most adorable thing you’ve ever seen?!
This will be a treasured keepsake to remind us all of the Independence Day that we had the sweetest fireworks in history, without lighting a single match.
While sitting in the foyer at church today I was positively THRILLED to see that we finally had an American flag hanging on the flag pole again.
We haven’t had one in a long time because there are rules about leaving a flag up without a light on it. So according to the Bishop, one of the sweet guys in our ward arranged to have a spot light attached to the roof of the church that will shine on it at night.
I’m sure people thought I was nuts taking a bunch of pictures of a flag but honestly, it made my little sentimental, partriotic heart so happy! Then, I noticed the second flag hanging below the American one. I tried hard to make out what it was but I couldn’t really tell.
Until…
just enough of a breeze came along and opened it up.
Though I didn’t get a perfect picture of the flag completely unfurled…I saw exactly what it said.