Our Fabulous Fourth

I love me a good ol' Provo style 4th of July.  It's my favorite holiday.  Better than Christmas.  And I've been other places for the 4th and found it mightly depressing.  For me it's a Provo 4th or nothing.  So anyway here is how it went.  There was an early morning 5K (almost signed up for the 10K, very glad I didn't) with Phil, Katy, and Meags:

There was the traditional 4th picture on my parents porch and there was also a massive tantrum so there are only 3 of 4 children pictured:

 There was a parade:

 There were popsicles and cousins after the parade:

 There was discussion of a sighting of a certain boy during the 5K with Auntie Meags:

There was plenty of pool time:

 And poolside time:

There was a lot of air time.  Ollie told me, after I tossed Clara, "My Dad can do that better."  Yup, he could:

There was delicious food, of course:

 There were smoke bombs:

 There were foot races:

 There were well intentioned Declarations of Independence:

 There were crazy auntie antics:

 There was some awesome dancing:

 And last but not least there was a little rain, some homemade ice cream and fireworks (aerials were legal this year)

 And there was a snuggie: