Wow another fourth of July has come and gone, and I can't believe it. It seems like we just went and watched the fireworks last year. The kids are growing up quickly and as they do I am reminded that these holiday's, traditions, and little celebrations are really what life is all about. Childhood feels like one milestone after another. And before long they will be off into the real world of deadlines, nine to five jobs, and day to day responsibilities that seem to make adulthood such a drag. For now I'll revel in the magic of childhood when time is measured by when the next holiday is, and whose birthday is coming up. One of the cutest thing's that Ben has been saying lately is "Mom when is the next holiday, is Easter a long time away". I say yes Easter is next year the next holiday is Halloween. Ben says "Oh, I love Halloween I don't know what I'll be yet." He has a few months to decide. Oh, the simple joys of childhood when your biggest worry is what to be for Halloween.
Here is Kate and me at the Kaysville parade. We broke with tradition this year and didn't go the the Layton on. Kaysville throws out a ton of candy and is a little easier to find parking and less walking involved, which is a big thumbs up for everyone involved. We also got to see our kid's babysitters in the parade. One was Corinne she was an officer at the Jr. High, and also Anna who will be a cheerleader next year. We were at the very end of the parade, I mean the last people on the last street. This ended up being very fortunate for the kids. They literally had bags and bags of the left over candy dumped right in front of them. It felt like it was raining salt water taffy. The kids got more candy then their little Ziploc bags could hold. After the parade we went swimming and ate steaks and hot dogs. Then the kids got some down time and Jence had a nap. Afterwards we visited my Grandma Black and went to the Layton fire works. It was a really fun memorable day. I feel a little sentimental about the fourth of July. Growing up as a kid we had really great tradition's on the fourth. I can't remember ever missing a parade, or fireworks on the fourth of July.
My awesome Grandma Margret Woolsey. She is so sweet. She is always giving and thinking of other's. She gave each of the kids a dollar to spend at the carnival. Fourth of July wouldn't be the same with out a visit to her house. She lives just a few blocks from the park, and the parade. As a kid I can rememeber walking back and forth from her house to the fair that they hold at the park each year. Sitting underneath her walnut tree eating hamburgers and hot dogs. I love my grandma so much!
