decked out in red, white, and blue! (have we mentioned that Indy is not particularly fond of being strapped down, well, anywhere? he did have fun -- just not when we made him sit in the stroller.)
Though we loved our not-quite-4th-of-July-party, we did save some fun for the actual holiday. We missed the convenience of the 4th of July celebrations on Schofield Barracks, when we could load up the stroller and with just a few minutes' walk take everyone for carnival rides and games and food, head home for naps, and then reappear on the green for fireworks in the evening. (Our post-war cinderblock home might not have been the most glamorous house, but we sure loved the location! And, truth be told, we came to love that indestructible house, too.)
This year we loaded up the minivan and found some fun just a few miles away, instead. It wasn't a big celebration, but the festivities in Sunnyvale offered our crew just about everything they needed and then some -- a park to explore, bounce houses, temporary tattoos (they read "City of Sunnyvale"!), and hotdog lunches (with cans of lemonade, which made a big impression!).
Once everyone was good and hot and tired, we headed home for break time. The kids (and Jim!) spent the afternoon cooling off in the sprinkler and the wading pool. And John David got his hands (and more, I suppose) on the red ink stamp pad the girls had used for 4th of July crafts, adding a bit more red to our red, white, and blue day. Mercifully, it was washable ink.
We thought about letting Jim take Kathleen to see the fireworks that night, but by the end of the day, she was as exhausted as her younger sister and brother. We opted instead for early bedtimes, a choice we do not regret. There will be many firework-filled years ahead!
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