Happy 4th! Or rather, happy Day After The 4th! Or rather rather, “It Can Now Be Fall.”
Oh come on, you knew that was coming.
We had a blast yesterday! I was going to start this post by saying “OMG I’m the worst blogger/mama/documenter of our lives because I’m terrible about taking pictures,” but you know what? I took some! I didn’t take enough, and we never got one of us all together (#2019 goals) but I did get some and I even brought my real camera!
We have never done much for the 4th, but I’m trying to change that because it’s such a fun holiday! Neither one of us grew up with families that really went nutso for it (which is totally fine), but I kind of want to be nutso? Can I be a First Generation 4th of July Nutso?
I hope to maybe someday work up to that level. If you’re reading this and we’re friends, let’s go nutso together next year.
Yesterday was pretty low-key, but for us it was practically the Royal Wedding because Bert took most of the day off and even came to town! Bert left the ranch, guys!
We took the boys to lunch where they behaved like angels and Wacey ate food. I am not kidding. Wacey ate restaurant food and enjoyed it, which is a big deal since he’s currently in a Picky 3-Year-Old phase, and Buster didn’t even throw much on the floor. Basically, it was magical. Bert was even on board for swinging past Starbucks, bless him, so we got to chat on the way home with two sleepy babes in the backseat and a coffee in my hand and oh, my stars.
After lunch, coffee, and a leisurely drive home, we camped out for naps and rest time, and then turned right back around and went to the rodeo (after turning off some water, feeding some horses, you know, the usual stuff that always happens when you’re going anywhere with a rancher). It’s such a treat to live close enough to town now that we can take a break in the middle of the day and go home if we want!
We got to the rodeo early enough to get a great parking space (is there anyone else who gets so much satisfaction out of this? You know, close but not too closer so you’re not having to hike to get there but you can still get out easily when it’s over?) and get a good place to sit (another love language of mine).
The rodeo was pretty good, and the fireworks afterwards were great. I love a good firework show, and I love that in small towns we don’t have to fight crowds of thousands of people to see one! Wacey absolutely loved it, Buster got scared and held on to me for dear life (which, let’s get real, I will take any day because baby snuggles) but still watched the show, so maybe next year?
So, we’ll count this as a success, and I’m already scoping shirts for next year.
Happy Mondayest Thursday, it’s pouring rain here (Hallelujah!) and I’m going to go finish the pan of 4th of July Rice Krispies because ‘Merica.