4th of July

We had a fun morning, going to the Bristol Fourth of July parade. The boys went last year, but this was the first time for Molly and I. She did really well despite the LOUD bands and sirens and muskets and cannons (!) going off all the time. She saw live horses for the first time, and loved them. Elijah loved the whole thing, too. I was glad that we had a nice shady spot to watch from, and all the other folks from Patrick's office were there and gladly helped hold the kids when our arms got tired. I was amazed - Patrick told me all about it last year, but it was still crazy to see the whole thing live. So many people, and all of them all dressed up and loving it. Bristol loves the 4th more than Christmas. It's nuts! The town gives each home a report card on how well-kept and patriotic-looking they are! Everyone is greeting everyone, "Happy Fourth!" in their Rhode Island accents. I don't think I've ever seen many adults who dressed up for the 4th more than wearing a red or blue shirt, but everyone was dressed up, and some of them were really serious about it. I think Molly was the only little girl there without some serious ribbons or a crazy headband. But she was still stinkin' cute. =) We forgot to take pictures of the parade, but we did try to get a couple of the kiddos in their star-spangled cuteness (not that they wanted to cooperate).

Yep, that's the best one we got.