After an insanely busy week, we were so glad to have a little time off for the 4th of July this year. I did work during the day, but after my 36 week OB appointment, we made our way down to Worthington for supper with Mark's Dad, Pam, Jess and Grandma Vi. We were supposed to also have Daniel join us, but he got stuck in Sioux Falls with car trouble, so we didn't get to see him. We didn't get there until almost 6pm, since my normally very quick appointment lasted over an hour, putting us leaving 45 minutes later than anticipated.
We were so thankful that after such a busy week and weekend prior, Kent and Pam were so sweet as to provide the whole meal for us, so we didn't have to prep anything or pick anything up. THANK YOU, guys! The cheeseburgers were delicious, and so was the rest of the meal!
I'm so thankful for these guys! And seriously - when did Cashel grow up so much that he's now posing like a cool dude?
We made it over to Beach Bash around 8pm and stayed through the fireworks display at dusk, which were beautiful! The big kids could hardly wait long enough in line for their rainbow ice cream cones.
One of our regular traditions for Beach Bash is that each of the boys get a rainbow ice cream cone. Next year, Ryan will probably get his own, but this year, he just shared a little of Cashel's. Kendrick OWNED his this year, which wasn't surprising lol
We ran into the Studes at the ice cream stand and had the kiddos "pose" (ha! 4 kids ages 5 and 3?) with their cones.
We didn't get to visit with them for too long, as we had set up in different areas for the concert, and well...this Mama was just too tuckered out to go stand for longer than the half hour it took standing in line for the ice cream cones.
Grandpa Kent joined us around 9pm for the rest of the concert!
Last year I finally learned how to shoot fireworks with my DSLR, and the results this year were stunning! I get this burst of pride every time I look at these!
After the fireworks, we ended up losing Cashel for a good 10 minutes, which was terrifying! We told him it was time to go, saw him come up from throwing rocks into the lake, and then turned around and he was gone. He had apparently gone to where he thought the van still was, a good quarter of a mile away, and then, not seeing it, turned around and came back, where a nice police officer found him. I swear this kid is going to get lost for good one day! We need to look into a GPS tracking device for him, I think!
We really had a pretty great day together! I was completely exhausted afterwards, what with being SO pregnant at this point. I'm looking forward to celebrating with a fourth little one next year!!