Here is a little look at what the Fourth Of July means to me ...
A good old family picnic in the back yard!
Pool time with siblings and cousins.
Getting to look into Addison's baby blues!
Gettin a bucket of water dumped on your head by your big sis ...
...and posin for a pic for your camera obsessed mama!
Runnin in the vast openness that IS Uncle John's big back yard.
Grandma's lovin on the babies!
Older cousins teachin the baby cousins ...
... how to hold their own in a noodle war!!
FOOD!!!
Sharing the empties with your family.
Puppy breath and baby breath mingling into somethin wonderful!
Re-tellin all the old family stories.
Did I mention ... FOOD!!!!!
Sneakin MORE food from the folks that will let ya get away with it and not tell mom!
Bakin a cake, thinkin you're all Martha Stewart, only to find out that not only did your blueberries run ...
... but that cake has been done already!
And finally, praying and trying to get a good fireworks shot, only to have your old battered camera fizzle every last time!
And, really, who could ask for a better day than that?
Even without that last great shot ...
