The Fourth

I'm finally around to posting about the Fourth.

While I sit on my inflatable donut.

We spent the day at my parents' house.

We skewered,

Taylor and Josh

Jill (and Bill in the background... NOT skewering)

and grilled,

(okay, the Grill Master grilled - the hottest job of the day - thanks, Stan!)

ate,

Hannah

Larkin

Lincoln and Christian

(With all that yummy food... yes, Mar had a roll and some jello.)

 and played,

(I remember LOVING this when I was little.  Austin and Josh were such good sports.) 

croqueted,

Stan, Austin, Taylor, Josh and Jon

Taylor, Lynnea, Bill and Kayla

and chilled.

Lex and Hailey

Can you see Britt's halo?

(Austin and Britt's awesome ice shaver... to cool us off with delicious icees topped with homemade ice cream.)

We also celebrated Lia's birthday - a day early - with Hannah's
homemade, hand-decorated red velvet cake:

That girl is already a domestic goddess.

Then we headed down to the church parking lot (below the firework ban line) to watch all the firebugs
L I G H T   I T   U P.

The girls tried to {kinda} recreate this pose (circa 2009):

I call it the 4th of July finger pose:

(Just in case you need help seeing it)

They are {obviously} more reserved, refined, and mature these days.