(yes, we are dorks that have to wear red, white, and blue tshirts on patriotic holidays)
The windows in the living room
(and assorted guests)
Beautiful table, set for dinner
Giant bowl of cherries(with the flan sneaking in to the picture)
All of the guests were people from our church. A woman brought her two sons, ages 5 and 3. Gideon was so excited, you would have thought that they came just to entertain him. I have never seen him so thrilled. He was laughing and playing. I thought that they might get too rough, but I think they could have thrown Gideon on the floor and body slammed him, and he would have still been hysterically laughing. Apparently,boys do that.
At around 8:30pm, we all took the elevator to the PENTHOUSE, so that we could view the fireworks in style. Notice I wrote penthouse in all caps, because I am that easily impressed. Gideon stayed awake until the end, making minimal fuss. Everyone appreciated how well behaved he is. We take no credit for this. He is a blessing to us. He was born sweet natured and non-annoying.
Gideon takes turns viewing the fireworks. Apparently mommy is comfy.
My first fourth of July onesie.
In case you were wondering, my dad started the tradition of wearing patriotic t-shirts on the 4th of July. Thank goodness, Old Navy makes it easy by selling those flag tshirts. We used to have to search for them as kids. I hope everyone had a happy 4th of July!