We used to celebrate the 4th by going to a rapids soccer game and watching the fireworks after the game. But these days, it's SO much fun to light off fireworks in the street like we did when we were kids.
On the morning of the 4th, we went to the Cherry Creek Arts Festival with my mom and dad. My mom has gone every year for as long as I can remember, and I've honestly never been. This year, our friend had a food booth (this COOL new item called "Frfroneys", a fruit fritter with organic honey - amazingly yummy and delicious), so we decided to make a day of it and take the boys. We met my parents early in the morning to try and see a lot of the Festival before it got too hot.
They had a creativity area for the kids, and the Monkey loved painting with the glue and sticking down sequins and beads (and then he painted glue all over the kids' project next to him, OOPS!). It was hot though, and there wasn't too much shade, so we ended up leaving around noon.
At home, it was hot and the boys got naps while hubby and I got ready to have my parents and his dad down for dinner. My dad brought down the banjo and Small Fry was mesmerized. He loved the sound, but upon closer inspection, he really wanted to taste it!
After a yummy (yet crazy, thanks to two kiddos) dinner, we headed outside to enjoy the fireworks. Our neighbors joined us and we sat outside for a few hours lighting stuff on fire!
The Monkey got to hold his first sparkler, he was so good and just sat as still as a statue watching the flame. He stayed up late and got to see all the stuff go "boom! boom!" Thankfully, Small Fry slept through the loud noises. We ALL slept in on Saturday, exhausted from our long Independence Day.