Happy Birthday U.S.A.!

Not the 4th.  Just a random picture we took of Ava watching morning cartoons with her empty clothes hamper on her head, eating cereal straight outta the box.  That's how we do it when I laze in bed.  

 Brielle loves her stroller.  Since our front room doubles as a garage she likes to climb into it a lot. 

I always have holidays built up in my head.  In my mind we should we up and to the 8:30 parade and from there we just keep going with the crowds to various festivities 'til our feet and our back ache.  Keep it movin 'til you just can't take...anymore!  (Shania, anybody?  No.  Okay.)  Anyhow, my body begs to differ, as well as my low key husband who shuns crowds with the best of em. 

Our day consisted of lounging around the house until noon and then going and getting snowcones and sparklers.  Then we came home and all of us took naps.  Then I felt sorry for Ava, creating memories and all that, so I set up our second hand pool and slip n' slide and I think that was the best part of our day.  Ava kept saying, "Ah.  This is the life!" 

 Bree pretending to do the slip n' slide. 

 It was like a bowling lane.  Don't slip, Bree!

 Brig even got in on the action.

 Afterwards we played Just Dance and then got cleaned up to go the the fireworks in Holladay. 

I was chasing Brielle all around the yard trying to get her to hold still and look at the camera.  Didn't happen. 

Even Ava, the baby wrangler couldn't get her to hold still. 

 Waiting for Daddy to finish watching the Tour de France.

 Mama and Ava.

 Mama and squirming Brielle.

 Brielle testing out the Scout.

The whole crew.  We thought we were being smart, as last year we walked six blocks to Sugar House Park, because that was the closest we could get to the park, and then it took us a considerable amount of time to make it through the melee of revelers back with two kids afterwards.  So this year we went and watched the Holladay fireworks with the family of a friend who has a home right across the street from the park where they are set off.  While the company was pleasant and the view awesome, the drive home was killer.  It took us an hour to get home, and it usually takes fifteen minutes.  I don't know what we'll do next year.  That was our fourth in a nutshell.