Fourth of July Photo Vomit

I took a little blogging break while I was adjusting to our summer schedule,

which involves no schedule at all.

I like schedules, don't do well with free time.  Too many options.

It overwhelms my brain, and so, I have about 200 blog entries swimming in my head

and oodles of pictures to catch up on.

The Fourth was, how can I say say this...

hot.

Here is some photographic evidence:

When you are sweating at the beginning of the Parade.  It does not bode well for the rest of the day.

The heat did not deter Rosa from kicking back some java.

A lady needs her caffeine in the a.m. to act a lady.

I kid, it's just water.  Or that's what I'm telling you anyway.

Everyone had a blast at the parade and the girls scored some serious candy.

They actually received special candy buckets to gather the goods in.

Ten dollar candy buckets.  Yeah.

I'm lookin' at you Grammy.

That is the face of someone who just learned she could eat some of the candy.

Circus kid.

This is Drew's dream car.  He would like to drive it to Pentwater every year.

I'm not sure if that means he is some kind of a hippie at heart,

or secretly longs to be in the cast of Scooby Doo.

This guy gives me a mad case of the happies.

I would like to take a moment to point out a moment where I had a vision of our future.

There was a significant amount of candy being thrown at this here parade,

and as excited as all the kids were, I was hearing a lot from the parents:

"Caleb!  Go get it!"  "Come on Avery, run out and grab some!"  "It's right there!"

"Don't worry about the clown car, they'll move - just get that candy!!!"

Let's see how many adults v. kids are grabbing candy in this picture.

These are the folks I will be blogging about come Soccer games gone wrong.

After the parade, we packed into my parents car to head to the festival at the park.

My Dad seemed a little too amused to close Drew and I into the trunk

that was ELEVENTY BILLION DEGREES. 

You know Emmy is serious about competitive balloon pumping when that tongue comes out.

Pony rides and bouncy houses rounded out the day until we took refuge in the a/c.

Yippee!  If you lasted through that whole thing, bravo.

And thank you.

Happy rest of July!