the 4th

We had a terrific 4th of July. And the best part is we didn't even have to get in the car. Last year we braved Seattle traffic and went to a party at one of Zig's colleagues homes and watched the fireworks over Lake Union (we also provided at least half the children in attendance), but this year the last thing I wanted to do was drive...anywhere. We even skipped the church pancake breakfast and bike parade. I'm just not into rushing anywhere this summer, and at 8am, there would be some serious rushing to get this family out of the house. Not worth it. I'm glad I didn't even mention it to the kids. I'm learning! Instead we relaxed at home. I napped in the hammock with Evan. The kids played and helped Zig on some jobs in the yard early in the day because there was some mention of setting the tramp up. They swam at our neighbors and picked some of our raspberries for what will surely become a tradition for us...a flag cake!

Sela, Nina, and Emma and Sophia Glover did all the decorating.

Definitely a team effort!

Four proud little ladies!

We celebrated in the evening at the Glover's with lots of other wonderful families. The kids had an absolute blast running around doing all sorts of boys versus girls type games. Lots of good old fashion fun. The food was incredible. Not your typical 4th of July fare. I don't even think I saw a bag of chips now that I think of it. I'm guessing there were quite a few foodies in attendance based on the types of dishes people brought. And we were so fortunate with the weather. We watched a firework show in the backyard and listened to all the dogs nearby freak out, including Kona. I learned that many people on Hollywood Hill tranquilize their horses on the 4th because they can really hurt themselves with all the commotion. Kona almost qualifies as a horse, so maybe he could have used a mild sedative as well! After fireworks, there were s'mores, of course. Evan was maxed out at around 11 and I couldn't get him to sleep so we headed home. It was a good day.

Rollin and Alana Elop watching the fireworks

Another spot for fireworks

Evan 9 weeks old

This is why getting a picture of him is so hard.

He still can't stay awake for about half the day.

And we're worried he might be malnourished ;)

The balloons are flying over our yard again, and they come very low because they are on their descent. The kids are especially thrilled when the people above wave at them.


My friend, Amanda, told me this is called a "fried egg." Not it's fancy name, but isn't that so fitting? They are blooming now right outside my kitchen. I think that could become our "family flower." States have flowers, so maybe we could have one too. We certainly eat our fair share of eggs!

And guess who finished the trampoline?!!

Happy 4th of July!!