The morning of the 4th was low key. My dad and sister came over and we had our own little cookout in the backyard. Then the ice cream truck came through the neighborhood. Aleyece showed us the proper way to eat a popsicle.
Later that day we headed to our friend's house for a barbecue. The kids did a little swinging.
Then we took a break and had some dinner. As usual, the girls ate nothing.
Then we had some fun with the sparklers. Those cups as hand protectors were a brilliant Pinterest idea that wasn't mine.
We all sat around and watched as some of the grown ups lit the fireworks.
I wasn't sure if I wanted to tackle the beach and the traffic this year. It had been a long day and all of us were tired. But I made myself (and Michael) do it for the kids. We loaded up and headed East. We stopped a couple of blocks before the beach, parked and literally walked half a block. The girls were fine sitting in the grass right behind Publix. I was happy to have an easy getaway.
See. Perfect view.
We're still learning how to sit like a lady. I guess it doesn't matter though when you're sitting around in the dark.
The best part of the night was Morgan waving the flag and yelling "Happy America" to everyone that walked by. I was cracking up.
I'm glad we decided to go. The girls had a blast and slept like rocks when we got home. Morgan made it 2 minutes when we got back in the car.Happy America everyone!
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