The 4th

We had an excellent 4th this year (aside from Jessica's brother and Brandon's cousin trying to kill us :-] ).  We celebrated with friends and family and just had a grand ol' time.  I was looking back and remembered that last year we spent the 4th in Florida.  We spent most of the evening (last year) packing because we were heading home the next day and Paxton was not so much thrilled with the noise.  He was really cute then, though.

  This year, well, he still didn't do the fireworks thing.  Grammy was lovely and took him back to the house so Joe and I could hang out with friends well into the night.  We don't ever do that, and it was nice to know that someone else would wake up with him in the morning.  We didn't get out of bed until 8:30...that is REALLY late for us.
Paxton, Connor and Jackson were quite the patriotic babies!

A family picture where we're all looking somewhere different or some kind of crazy.  Paxton was tired. It was almost go home time!

Not too much else going on. Paxton has this new whine that is, um, entertaining?  Annoying?  Really not cute?   We're making it though, he'll grow out of it...right?  Please?  

I think it's time for me to go and attempt to be productive...or just run and hide from the kid who shall remain nameless (and whiney). :)  Love him dearly though!  Like they say about kidney stones "and this too shall pass".