Best Night Ever

The night before the 4th of July, we had the kids help us decorate their bikes for our annual ward breakfast and bike parade for the primary kids.   The kids only lasted a few minutes helping us (probably cuz I only let them hold the roll of crepe paper, and sometimes the tape.  I was too nervous they were gonna wreck it.) Had gave up after an hour.  So after he went to bed, I put all the "finishing touches" on them.   Haha  

I just couldn't help it.  

The flag ceremony before we ate breakfast.

And the big bike parade. 

 For some reason they had them line up like it was a race.  HAHA  

Not so smart when you have a bunch of little kids and big kids together.

Jete loved it though, he told us he was pretending he was on the starting line of a motocross race.  

(He might be a little obsessed with motocross.)

There were only a few crashes.  Pretty good for the never-ending parade of bikes.  They circled around the cars, over and over again, trying to show us how fast they could go.

It was actually pretty cute to see how proud they all were of themselves.

We had one of Hadley's co-residents come eat dinner with us that just moved here and has no friends or family around.  Then we played corn hole, then took off to watch fireworks.

We waited a LONG time for them to start.  As we waited....

say cheese!

Ahh, nothing like laying on a hill, watching fireworks with your fam!

(Except next time, we won't really watch them on a hill.  Our blankets kept sliding down, our shorts kept hiking up, and Jerzi tried to run down it as fast as Jeter, and tripped, flipped and ate dirt.)

This year, I took the kids to a little firework stand and got a bunch of cheap fireworks for us to light that night.  They were so excited they could hardly contain themselves.  

Even Had got in on a little sparkler action.

Every firework we lit, both kids would freak out with excitement.  They were yelling, cheering, and running around like crazy heads.  So much fun!!!

Just about the time we got done with our little fireworks, our neighbors came home to light theirs.  Their little twin boys Jete's age were not very enthused about fireworks at all, and were pretty scared of the noises they made, so the parents told Jete and Jerzi they could light all theirs.  

They loved the Roman Candles!

Jeter was seriously on cloud nine.  He kept clapping and cheesing it and yelling,

"This is the best night ever!!!"

It was the best night.  

Happy Birthday America!