Happy 4th of July

Except that it wasn't.  We tried to go to our traditional Freedom Festival event, but it was super crowded, hot and humid, and then windy  Max fussed the whole time. The kids were grumpy.  Andrew was grumpy. And then I was grumpy.  The proof is in the picture.

So then we took the kids to McDonalds and let them play in the air-conditioned playland.  Sadly, I think that probably qualifies us as super American after all. 

There were still some good parts, like the excitement of starting out on an adventure.

 And the beebs is cute just for being the beebs. He's 2 months and 2 days old.

 And Claire can turn on the cheese when she wants to.

And you get to watch "the boys" set off firecrackers.

And eating pizza on the front porch while watching the newly legalized aerial fireworks is fun, even in the rain, and especially when you have your own sparklers to use.

All's well that ends well.  Happy Independence Day!