Friday, July 8, 2016
Fourth of July
Once we had kids, their schedules became the dictating factor of what we would do, if anything. And sometimes, it just meant going somewhere else for the weekend so that we could all still get some decent sleep. This year, we decided to do a little more.
We found a parade that was in the morning, which for us really works better and is the time of day when we can more freely do things. I've never been to a Fourth of July parade...I've been in them, but never watched one. The parade we saw was one of the best ones I have seen.
T had so much fun watching it too. A enjoyed it as well, when he was awake (yes, he was able to nap through some of it). The look of awe and joy on my sons' faces were priceless. The picture above is my oldest from when he saw four old time prop planes fly overhead.
I took a handful of photos while we waited for things to start. But what got me, was watching my kids and hubby. Seeing them share in such a fun morning together. My oldest and I danced to songs, and for the first time in a long time, I didn't really care if people looked at me funny. We had fun!
I let go, let my guard down and just went with it. I felt a tremendous weight lifted off my shoulders.
On the way home, my oldest reached across the van for his brother's hand and held it. It was the perfect way to wrap up our adventure. Despite the tantrums, the lack of listening sometimes, the high emotions, he shows a tremendous amount of love for those he cares about in his life.