Noah and Ava

West Jordan Parade. We've been going as long as I can remember.

Cute patriotic girl

Papa's boys

Waiting for the parade to begin- Megan's first.

Isn't this what the parade is all about?

Hill Air Force Base- A really cool thing to do on the 4th

Checking out the big planes with Gma and Gpa. The boys loved it.

Noah and Grandpa

My hottie hubby lookin' the part.

We also saw fireworks later on that night. We watched Rocky Mountain Raceway's from our stake center. Kyle actually really liked them this year, Noah was nervous and Megan slept through the whole thing.

It was a really good day.

4th of July

Okay so this is a bit of a catch up post, but we had a wonderful 4th and I wanted to post about it. This year we opted to skip the parade thing in the morning and instead celebrated our independence by sleeping in and having a easy-going morning. We went to Erin's parents house for lunch where the boys had a wonderful time running around and all kinds of craziness.

Most importantly Kyle was able to reunite with Will. Whenever these two get a chance to see each other they are inseparable. The whole time we were at Erin's parents house these two boys ran around with each other and Noah tried to keep up with them.

Noah also got to meet up with Reagan. Point to your brain Reagan... very good.

Noah decided we were not doing a good enough job documenting the family get together, so he took matters into his own hands and stole the camera. Here is a selection of his 4th portfolio:

These last three were taken as Noah ran toward me, Will, Kyle and Coleman which is pretty impressive... I think

After we had our fill of lunch we headed to Murray Park where we met up with my parents and grandmother to enjoy an American feast (including patriotic cupcakes).

Handsome devil...

Fun with glow sticks.

This is actually a pic of a little known superhero "Atomic Grandma".

The fireworks started (not shown) and Erin and I had prepared for the worst with our boys. The week prior we saw fireworks in Taylorsville and both boys were not so impressed. Kyle had us plug his hears the whole time and Noah stuffed his face in Erin's armpit to hide.

Kyle had a repeat performance, but once Noah got past the initial shock he had a great time. He laid on my chest and the rest of the night was filled with "didyouseedat", "thatwasbigone", "wow" and "thatwasloud".

Last but not least: I am proud to be an American. Being able to raise my family in a free country is one of my sweetest blessings. Thank you to all you military service people, government leader (all the ones that aren't crooks or cheating on your wives, that's why "leader" isn't plural) and postal service people (one of the more highly undervalued arms of the federal government, but I thought I'd give you so props while I was at it).