We had a lovely, chill Fourth of July this year. Usually we've hosted some big barbecue extravaganza, and while it's always been fun, we're trying to keep things a little smaller this year. So we just had one of Gabe's school buddies and her family over. I swear we weren't swayed by the fact that the father is a chef and smoked pastrami and corned beef AND made a blueberry pie to bring over. Really, not swayed at all.
Anyhow, it was lovely and we made it to the river for the fireworks and ran into people we know, and in general had a perfect small town Fourth of July. I loved it.
We also dog-sat for the neighbors...and yes, this happened.
My brave boy climbing the rocks by the river.
It looks like Mira approves of glow sticks!
Like I said, perfection.
