The 4th of July fell right in the middle of moving mayhem. This was the most exhausting, busy week of our lives. I hate moving… I'm using the word hate here.... on my tombstone I want it to say, “Moving Blows!” – Brian Matthews..
Always up for some procrastination, I was pleased to find non-moving activities on the 4th. We started the week with Jase, Jane, and the kids at Jane’s grandparents house on the lake.
This was a period in Olivia’s life when she discovered the joy of stepping off of a step and running downhill. Pure childhood joy:
This is probably the dirtiest Olivia has ever been in her entire life. A perfect combination of dirt, sweat, watermelon, Doritos, and a runny nose
With Olivia’s sanitary condition and Trey helping with fireworks I’m surprised CPS wasn’t called.
The next day we hit up the parade....
Trey put on a star performance as usual:
Then we watched fireworks from the boat.
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