This year, we decided to celebrate the Fourth of July with BANG (pun intended)! The Fourth was on a Thursday so we ended up having a four day weekend to really celebrate. It was a fabulous weekend, but by the end of it, boy were we exhausted!
We started of our Fourth of July with a trip to Downtown Durham. Every Fourth they have a children's bike parade, so we popped the boys bikes in the truck and headed on over. Once there, the boys had the chance to decorate their bikes to make it festive for the parade. They added ribbons and streamers and balloons, but their favorite had to be the blown up rubber gloves they tied on the handle bars.
(Daddy helps Evan decorate his bike.)
(Kids practice riding before the big parade starts.)
(We're ready!)
Once the bikes were fully decorated we were ready to parade, so we headed up and around Durham Central Park surrounded by other kiddos and families up a hill, down a hill, over a bridge and back to where we started. Once we were back we were met by an awesome surprise. One of the Durham Fire Trucks had parked next to the park and was spraying its hose into the grass. The kids danced in the water and had a great time.
(We went up the hill...)
(...and across the bridge...)
(...and to the waiting fire truck!)
(This is fun!)
The rest of the day was spent at home just relaxing a little bit. Well, everyone relaxed except Ian who wanted to play with the new saw that he got for Father's Day. So, he spend the afternoon making saw horses, and eventually the boys couldn't resist and had to join in too. Evan had a ball hammering a nail into a block of wood. Well, he did until he brought it into the house and poked his brother in the arm with it. That's ok, we called the doctor and Benny was up to date on all his tetanus vaccinations...ughh!
(slip and sliding)
(Evan is hard at work.)
(Mmmmm....popsicles!)
While we were all outside observing or participating to some degree in the sawhorse building, the boys also did a little slip and sliding and popsicle eating, perfect for a hot fourth of July weekend! As dusk started to roll around, we decided it was time to bring out our own fireworks. Since I know the boys' feelings about loud fireworks, these ones were not particularly spectacular, and they were quiet. Plus, they were always the ones I liked best as a kid. We have a tradition of picking them up on the way home from the our beach trip in South Carolina where there are bunches of firework shops. So we lit our sparklers, popped our poppers, ran through some smoke bombs, grew some ash snakes, and even fired off some little popping grenades when the boys were feeling particularly brave.
(sparklers!)
(Ben gets a little assistance.)
(snakes)
(poppers)
We ate a quick dinner and then headed down to UNC to Kenan Stadium. Evan had been talking about wanting to see some fireworks, so we thought we'd give it a try. Based on Ben's opinions about loud noises, I wasn't too sure how this would go. But we gave each boy a pair of ear plugs, showed them how they would block the noise, and we were as ready as we'd ever be.
We arrived at the stadium very early because we had never been and weren't sure how quickly everything filled up. So, we had lots of free time to kill. First, Evan had to get his face painted. He used to absolutely refuse, but now he thinks it's lots of fun and got an American flag painted on his cheek. Ben, however, decided he wasn't up for it. Then, we just sat down in our seats in the stadium, watched the music, and just watched the people. It actually wasn't too bad and before we knew it the lights were dimming and it was time. The boys popped their ear plugs in and the show started. Evan didn't really need his ear plugs, he sat mesmerized the whole time clearly loving every minute. Ben needed his ear plugs and then my hands firmly pressed against his ears. After that, he was content to watch the show. He did get fussy at one point toward the end, but for the most part, he did honestly a lot better than I was expecting.
(Evan with his face paint-look at those baby blues!)
(My boys)
(He's just loving every minute.)
(Benny didn't mind once he had his noise control.)
It was a fabulous fourth, and we definitely had some tired little kiddos by the end of the day. They didn't get up until around 9 the next morning. And keep in mind, that was only the first day of our four day weekend!