July has flown by and since I do this more for myself than for anyone else I'm blogging about our 4th, it feels like it was just yesterday.
Brandon and the boys getting ready to watch the fireworks.
If you'll remember last year Ikie watched all the fireworks from the inside of the truck, this year he retreated to the back of my truck bed. He did venture out toward the end and ended up liking them.
We put Baby-Blue in the cruise-in this year.
Klair and I did our 4th annual Neighborhood fireworks BBQ (of weaner roast, as I like to call it).
Ike loved the sparklers.
Brandon was the designated sparkler starter, not by choice of course.
Ayder.
Jack and Griff. This picture wasn't really for the forth as much as for remembrance of their first fist fight. The details are a little vague, both standing up for their little brothers as I take it. This is proof that having boys is great. They made up within minutes and went on to have a fun night together. In fact I didn't even know they had a fight until later.
Ike loved the sparklers.
Brandon was the designated sparkler starter, not by choice of course.
Ayder.
Jack and Griff. This picture wasn't really for the forth as much as for remembrance of their first fist fight. The details are a little vague, both standing up for their little brothers as I take it. This is proof that having boys is great. They made up within minutes and went on to have a fun night together. In fact I didn't even know they had a fight until later.
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