Freedom Fest

4th of July weekend.   We did a little of everything from run-of-the-mill traditional to downright odd.

Watermelon.  One of the true joys of summer.

BBQ with lamb.  Yes, lamb.  Topped off with cotton candy, popcorn and an outdoor theatre.  When I grow up, I want to be just like the couple that invited us.  They rock my world.  Haven't had such a relaxing evening in a very long time.

Did I mention that there was cotton candy?  I'm afraid the BBQ bar has now been raised unattainably high.  I'm not sure the kids will ever again be satisfied with a regular BBQ.

We built an eagle's nest in the back yard.  Naturally.

When you have a husband who occasionally turns into a landscape berserker, it makes perfect sense.

Plus, a certain little miss someone who is currently in love with little feathery friends and their homes has a birthday coming up.  I bet you'll never guess the theme.

Did I mention watermelon?  And machetes?  We're serious about our watermelon around here.

Patriotic nail polish.  Courtesy of some family friends.  It's always nice when your children return from a playdate more patriotic than when they left.

Pinwheels, dubbed "spinwheels" by the kids.  Courtesy of the awesomely amazing BBQ hosts.

Everyone had a great holiday weekend until baby B decided to catch Roseola and refused to leave my arms for 2 1/2 days.

So on the 4th, while Shaggy and the kids went swimming and to see the fireworks, I camped out in the rocking chair with a feverish baby who was finally giving me all the cuddles she's denied me for nearly a year.  Suffice it to say that I didn't hate spending the day that way.

And we finished it all off with s'mores on a stick (from the idea room).  They were seriously good.  Actually rivaled the real thing. 

Happy birthday, America!