This past weekend we celebrated Adam’s second 4th of July and Luke’s first. After a forced (and much needed) second nap Adam was ready for the festivities. Before the parade started Adam was given a box of these things:

They might very well have been his favorite part of the day. He loved throwing them and listening to them explode (he quickly learned they are fun to stomp on too). In the picture below you can see how excited he got when they snapped.

When the parade started he was a little leery of the sirens on the firetrucks, but was fine as long as Aunt Stacy was close. Forget about being a “mama’s boy” Adam is most definitely an Aunt Stacy’s boy.

He loved the fact that they threw candy to him (and cookies and even a box of crayons) and ended up with quite a haul (most of which we left at Grandmama & Papa’s).

In this picture I stole his candy bag from him and my sister stood behind me making funny faces at him to get him to smile (like I said, Aunt Stacy’s boy – so much so in fact that we don’t tell him to say “cheese” to try to get a smile anymore – we ask him to say “Stacy” – whatever works right?).

Little Luke slept through most of the parade. I was a bit worried how he’d handle the sirens and the marching bands, but it didn’t faze him a bit. His shirt says, “Mommy’s Little Firecracker, Exploding with Cuteness” which is completely true. Also completely true is that earlier today he was exploding with more than cuteness – be thankful I didn’t take pictures of that mess. I will say that his timing was impeccable, since he waited until Dave was home on his lunch break (and I was more than happy to let daddy handle clean-up).

Overall it was a great day and I am looking forward to a lot more fun times like this as a family of four.

I really, really love my boys.