Happy 4th! (Dillon's 1st and Kayda's 2nd)

The fourth was a very busy day for us. We got up and went over to Great Uncle Mark's house (over on the peninsula) it took about an hour and a half to get there. The kids did really well, Dillon slept the whole way and Kayda fell asleep when we were almost there. We had a barbecue there with Great Uncle Mark, Great Aunt Marcy (sorry if I spelled it wrong), Grandma and Grandpa H, Uncle Pat, Aunt Sarah and their 4 (soon to be 5) munchkins. While we were there we found out that Sandy had died (Sandy is Grandma and Grandpa's dog) she's been having a rough time of it lately but fortunately it sounded like she died in her sleep so there wasn't any pain as she was dying. Dillon was having a terrible time of it while we were there so when he fell asleep we decided it would be best if we drove home. Kayda fell asleep too and they were both asleep until about 5 minutes from the house.

For dinner we went to our neighborhood barbecue. More hot dogs woohoo! They started lighting off little fireworks, parachutes, some sparkles, you know small stuff. Kayda LOVED it. Here she is just after they started the fireworks in her little outfit of course. She laughed whenever one of the fireworks would pop or whistle.

Dillon was having a good time while we were eating. He fell asleep by the time they started the first rounds. Grandma and Grandpa H came by to say hi. Kayda was too busy watching for fireworks to smile for the camera. But neither of them were happy when Grandma and Grandpa left.

Brian ended up with another migraine and had to go in and lay down so I brought the kiddos back inside until he woke up and felt like going outside. It turned out to be a good idea for entertaining the kids. Kayda was really hard to watch outside with all the fireworks. Once it got a little darker Kayda got to try out sparklers. She thought they were neat but liked to watch the big fireworks much better.

Dillon spent most of the evening asleep in Cheryl's (our neighbor across the street) arms. When he finally woke up he liked to watch the fireworks he cuddled in my lap and watched them. He didn't like it when there were too many "pops" in a row. He didn't mind the bangs, or whistles or occasional "pops" just not a whole bunch of them at once.

Dillon and I called it a night at 10 because he desperately wanted to go to sleep. Of course he didn't fall asleep until around 11. Kayda called it quits shortly after Dillon and I went in (when Daddy finished lighting off the fireworks he bought) and fell asleep almost immediately.

Happy Fourth of July!