We had a lot of fun doing our own fireworks in our front yard. Of course, pretending sparklers are guns is a favorite pasttime for 5- and 7-year-olds. They were a bit sobered when they attempted roman candles, though. The hot sparks weren't so fun for them. I hope it remains that way for a few more years! (History: Their daddy and their uncle used to have roman candle wars...on motorcycles! I'm hoping my boys will choose safer ways to celebrate the 4th.)
Ascha's first sparkler. She immediately shoved the lit end down into the grass. Thankfully it had been a wet spring and everything was very green. :-)
She decided fireworks were pretty fun this year. Hooray for fireworks!
A few other highlights from early July:
Daddy reading to Ascha and her horsies:
These were the jubilant first moments before we realized our skiing dreams were not going to be realized this summer:
Then, she started billowing black smoke and sputtering and Jeremy couldn't coax her back to the dock before she completely flooded.
It's good to have fun and swim when you can't do anything else because the boat has died in the middle of the lake, right? We're very thankful that after goofing off for half an hour, Jeremy was able to get her started and limp back to the dock. We had one other "on-the-water attempt" during the summer, but that was a bust, too. We're hoping that 2011 will hold more lake fun and less lake excitement. :-)
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