I love the fourth of July! It was especially fun this year to celebrate it with almost all of Paul's family. We were just missing Brigham and Alexandra and their two boys.
We all went down to Provo Center Street to watch the parade. Benjamin wasn't too jazzed about it at first, and wanted to hang out in his stroller behind the crowds, but eventually he got into it. He especially loved the marching bands, trucks and large character balloons.
My brother Nathan joined us for the picnic, and Benjamin was elated to see him. He's
definitely a contender for favorite uncle!
After a
scrumptious meal, we all headed down to the river behind Grandma and Grandpa's house for the "annual river walk," which I believe was named that last year when it was first instated.
Here are the crazy brothers, who all jumped in to the chilly water.
And here's Paul sharing his wetness with me.
Benjamin certainly didn't want to get in the water. But he had a marvelous time throwing rocks in the river. This became an afternoon ritual for him while we were there.
We kept Benjamin up past his bedtime with hopes of taking him to see the big fireworks near the stadium. Before we left, we lit off a few small backyard fireworks. Benjamin was terrified, and wanted to go inside, so we stood by the window and watched. I guess that felt safer to him. He got really into them, but could not be coerced into going back outside to watch any. So we put him to bed and a few of us went to battle crowds and watch the spectacle. I was glad we didn't bring him when I watched another young family juggle their six restless kids on the busy corner of the turn-in to a parking lot. We were all so nervous for them and were glad no one got hurt!
We all went down to Provo Center Street to watch the parade. Benjamin wasn't too jazzed about it at first, and wanted to hang out in his stroller behind the crowds, but eventually he got into it. He especially loved the marching bands, trucks and large character balloons.
My brother Nathan joined us for the picnic, and Benjamin was elated to see him. He's definitely a contender for favorite uncle!
After a scrumptious meal, we all headed down to the river behind Grandma and Grandpa's house for the "annual river walk," which I believe was named that last year when it was first instated.
Here are the crazy brothers, who all jumped in to the chilly water.
And here's Paul sharing his wetness with me.
Benjamin certainly didn't want to get in the water. But he had a marvelous time throwing rocks in the river. This became an afternoon ritual for him while we were there.
We kept Benjamin up past his bedtime with hopes of taking him to see the big fireworks near the stadium. Before we left, we lit off a few small backyard fireworks. Benjamin was terrified, and wanted to go inside, so we stood by the window and watched. I guess that felt safer to him. He got really into them, but could not be coerced into going back outside to watch any. So we put him to bed and a few of us went to battle crowds and watch the spectacle. I was glad we didn't bring him when I watched another young family juggle their six restless kids on the busy corner of the turn-in to a parking lot. We were all so nervous for them and were glad no one got hurt!
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