Our morning started with a bloody marys & champagne, so it was bound to be a good day. After everyone was dressed in their red, white, & blues, we hit "downtown" for the parade through Main Street. It's short. small. and slightly quirky. It's everything a parade should be. Finn came for the dogs, Liam for the candy, both for the firetrucks. I've taught Liam to give all the "chokies" (small, hard candy) to me. Oh do I love myself some freshly thrown parade candy!
We were supposed to spend a day on the lake with my brother's family, but unfortunately one of my nieces got sick shortly after the parade ended. They decided to leave the lake house which was a huge (understandable) disappointment. Plus, the weather was super windy and somewhat chilly, so our plans were practically spoiled. But we napped & we rallied, and we made the most of our day!
Boat rides still happened. American flag swimsuits were still worn. There was an epic water balloon fight (Nana & Pops included). We barbecued, as all Americans do. And we played around with fireworks. Finn held his very first sparkler! He had the biggest grin all while looking so so proud!
The littlest was asleep quite early, so my mom & I sat on the back deck together watching fireworks from all over the lake light up the sky. Liam made sure to get a nap in, so he got to stay up late late late. This was the first year he really got to have the whole fireworks experience. He took a late night party boat ride with Conor & Pops to tour the lake for a more unclose fireworks show. They stayed out until nearly midnight! Liam was in complete awe and stayed awake for it all!