"Somehow the Fourth had its quiet moments, too, even for little feet and childish voices, and small hands stole into each other as we sat looking at our fire-works with a sense that independence was a fine thing to declare."
-Lucy C. Lillie
The two girls have become more helpful in recent weeks. The younger likes to help because she hasn’t learned it’s not fun to do chores yet. The older has learned the art of bargaining, as in “If I fold and sort this laundry can I have a pony? No? I’ll do you a favor and fold this laundry for a candy making set then”. James will participate for approximately 30 seconds and then wander off to make a mess somewhere.
It was a special 4th of July weekend this year because Uncle Scott was in town. We headed over to Nina and Papa’s Saturday afternoon and swam with the family. The kids crashed pretty hard after a day filled with swimming, hot dogs, fruit salad, and chasing Uncle Scott around.
We woke up the next morning to something unexpected and a little unsettling: Papa in white tights. It turns out it was part of a red, white, and blue outfit but it took a few moments to process. Once we got past it we had a great time in the neighborhood parade where the kids got to pet animals and eat popsicles.
Back at the house the kids still had more energy so we bought some paint and encouraged them to make some 4th of July drawings. Instead, they decided to paint Isla.
Happy 4th of July everyone!