Gotta love the 4th of July with Tyson in your family.
He is so patriotic and LOVES fire.
This year we went to a little town outside of Salem called Independence. We thought it sounded like the kind of place that would be cool on the 4th.
It was small town fun and we enjoyed ourselves!
Waiting for the parade.
Later that day, we went to a party with friends. They had a taco truck and it was pretty much the coolest party.
Quincy's first 4th that she could probably remember, and oh how she hated the fireworks. Way to loud for her.
A day or two later, Tyson went and bought more fireworks. He found a really cool little firework stand that had all sorts of random fireworks. Our favorite was the elephant that had sparks and poo come out the backside. What?
Another wonderful 4th has passed... and I love that we still enjoyed ourselves even when we were going to be homeless a couple days later.
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I love Berkleigh's face...like...yea...Dad got more fireworks...
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