We had a quiet Fourth of July, if you discount the noise from the ice cream maker and the howling wind that was just below hurricane force and lasted all day and all night. We started by hoisting the flag (the wind tried to take it).
Then there was a little feeding frenzy right next to the dock when a dolphin showed up.
I can't EVER get a decent shot of them.
Then a little bike ride...and I do mean a LITTLE bike ride. This is an adult-sized bike, but Drew makes it look like a little circus bike - ridiculous!
Then I broke out the Nostalgia Ice Cream Maker, which luckily matches my kitchen doors. I mean, what are the chances?! (They should pay me for advertising this thing.)
After our burgers and dogs, we lit up the sparklers, which lasted exactly 2.8 seconds in the gale-force winds. I love the look on his face when it flared up the first time.
He then proceeded to his fire-breathing act.
And I'll leave you with some crazy fireworks that made us wonder if something caught fire by accident. Turn your volume down to avoid hick accents, please.
Oh, PS - I've noticed a lot more traffic since July 1st (but not more comments, oddly). Is this Blog-Lovin' bringing you here? Am I just more interesting since I turned 46? What gives?