We live in a great city. Our little city had its Family Festival this weekend. The festival always coincides with the 24th of July, usually the Saturday after it. On Saturday morning we walked down to the end of our street to watch the parade. Of course the kids loved collecting the candy and it was fun to see Emma in the parade with her dance team.



In the afternoon, we opted not to go to the festivities at the park. Dave took the older three kids swimming instead for three hours. I stayed home with Sawyer who thankfully napped for a good long while.
After dinner, Dave lit "snakes" with the kids. Don't ask me why he was doing it on the sidewalk. I don't think those burn marks will ever go away. The kids were covered in ash but thought the whole thing was awesome.



At the time it was lovely summer evening and it was nice to be outside. I especially loved watching Nathan be so Nathan--riding his bike and scooter up and down the street, running, flipping, and just being happy.


We thought we would head over to the park for the last performance of the evening. We got there just in time for a downpour. Obviously the performance was canceled. The kids ran and splashed in the rain instead. We came home for baths and a movie. At ten we headed down the street to watch the fireworks but were disappointed when they called them off because of the wind.
The city postponed them until tonight. We were right across from the field where they were set off so we had a fantastic view of the fireworks right overhead. We enjoyed the twenty minute show followed by the ten minute walk home and tired kids who went straight to bed.