Saturday, July 7, 2012

Our 4th of July.

Morning of the fourth, I put on my red, white and blue dress and proclaimed it my American outfit.
My children chose orange, green and tie-dye and proclaimed it their American outfit.
Apparently, we have not instilled much patriotism.
They had no clue.

The morning was spent playing in the baby pool.
Dinner was an indoor picnic of bratwurst, garden picked butter beans, lemonade and a chocolate cake per Henry's request.

Then we went for a walk in the cemetery.

You guessed it.
Liza quickly face planted and needed her daddy's hand.

You guessed it again.
She peed on her dress.
In the cemetery.

This one turns four next month.
And, yes. his hair is long.
A year's worth of growth will do that.

He wants to grow his out to his toes.
And, he doesn't even know about Rapunzel.

The walk in the cemetery ended when the need for baby wipes arose and they were still at home.
You guessed it.


amanda said...

I love walks in the cemetery: peaceful, reflective, and interesting!

Taylordearman said...

HA!  Great post!  No one's gonna catch it!  That was a fun day!  Blessings all.

Jennifer Nanney said...

oh my goodness your babies have grown! they are even more adorable than i remember from previous posts!!!!! your posts always make me smile. i love that you keep it real. thank god for moms like you!

Jamie said...

I started reading your blog when I was pregnant (our sweet baby girl just recently turned 2) happend and I haven't read your posts in a long time. I just had some time and I can't believe how your kids have grown! So amazingly awesome :) I'm looking forward to keeping up with your blog again!