We had a little family barbecue at my sister-in-law's (Krista, Rusty's wife) parent's house. (Got that?) The girls and I were all decked out in our red, white and blue.
Me and Angela.
Addison pulled her classic move at dinner. Over the pictures already.
We had just enough time before leaving for the fireworks to get a quick four wheeler ride in. Addison was really unsure, but I promised her it would be lots of fun.
When she got back she was all smiles.
Morgan's turn. She had no fear. Smiles before and after.
While Morgan was on her ride, Addison was in a picture taking mood.
Addison and her Uncle Rusty. It's his four wheeler so we had to get a picture. And she did that pose all on her own. At the last minute she leaned back and put her hand up. I was dying.
Then we were off to the fireworks. While waiting for them to start this is what I saw.
A tired little girl who perked up when she found a cell phone and could join the others.
Me and Angela again. We really get along great. Our visits are always so hectic that we never get to spend one on one time with each other. Boo.
Enjoying the fireworks.
It was so quiet on the ride home. Wonder why?
We had a great day. The next morning, not so much. After hours of fussing I made Addison take a nap. She slept for about four hours. The long week had finally caught up with her.
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