I had a brilliant plan to take Connor to a movie with my mom and mother-in-law on Fourth of July. Did I mention it was 109 degrees outside and everyone was looking for something cool to do on their day off from work? Yeah, stupid Mama. I showed up with about 9,000 of my closest friends and realized that we weren't going to be able to go. Poor Connor. It's hard for four-year-olds to understand the concept of "sold out." He had heard we were going, was wearing his special fourth of July shirt, and was READY to go see Monsters Inc. Oops. He was not too happy with our Plan B to take him to Chiles instead, but thankfully, that is what we did instead. We picked up Mr. Howard and the kids and off we went.
After lunch we did naps and then let the kids have fun with sparklers outside (under VERY close supervision). Want to hear my Mama fail, though? Just so you can feel good about your fourth of July? I let Aiden use a sparkler (you can see in the top right photo how close I was to him to ensure no loss of limbs) and Aiden started to get close to his sister. I was pretty sure that that scenario would end with a trip to the ER and I could already foresee the questions, "YOU let your two-year-old hold a sparkler? How COULD you?" So I did what any sane, rational thinking person would do - I pushed him. Yeah. Not so proud. But I saved him from poking Isabella's eye out with a sparkler. So, I guess we'll call that a Mama Win AND Mama Fail. Yep, that goes down in the baby books. July 4, 2013 the day I lost my mind and pushed my kid.
Grandma made these adorable shirts for all of us to wear and they turned out so cute!!
Unfortunately, we had taken the babies' bottles away from them on June 30th and sleeping was REALLY hard for the first few days. On the fourth of July, I spent about two hours holding Aiden's hand trying desperately to get him to go down. I tried cuddling... and singing... and rocking... and hand-holding... and crying-it-out. I tried teddy bears...and babies...and music. I thought he'd never go down, but around 9:30 he finally was just so tired he couldn't handle it anymore.
We had such a nice day with our family. I'm so thankful for the men and women who protect and fight for our freedom and I don't take it for granted that without them our lives would be very different.
Land of the free and home of the brave!