the fourth

...was spent at my parent's house for a combination 4th of July barbecue and belated birthday celebration for my husband who turned 28 on the 2nd. So begins the small window of time I can tease him for being old and closer to thirty than I am, at least until February when I catch up. My father-in-law and his girlfriend joined us for the get-together that was all my husband wanted: small, quiet, lots of food and the best gluten-free hazelnut chocolate cake in all the land. Ethan threw in some water balloons and some time in the pool showing off his first session swim level skills. I should also note that this week and a half long sleep struggle/regression/get-out-of-tot-school-it's-5-a.m. thing promptly ended just as the (illegal) fireworks started. It's kind of laughable that the first night in a while he's simply crawled into bed and slept would be the loudest night of the year, with fireworks banging and clanging outside of his bedroom. This year we appreciate sleep -- there's always next year to actually watch the fireworks.

Perhaps one day we will successfully capture a photograph of my mother that doesn't take place frantically preparing food in the kitchen. One day.

Ethan decided that daddy was, of course, turning two as well.


  1. Very cute! Looks like you all had a great time!
    I found you from the Coast-to-Coast map. I'm also in south Florida and we just started a Community. Feel free to stop by if you get a chance.


  2. Looks like you had a beautiful day!


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