This year's Independence Day Adventure took us to Melanie and Darwin's for a fun-filled cookout (let me just say if you've never had beer-can chicken, your life is by no means complete). There was swimming, there was eating (a lot of that), there was merry-making, and there was crying. But life with a baby is often like that. The night ended with a BIG BANG--literally. Not only were there fireworks in the sky, there were fireworks in Braeden's diaper! Shortly after that, we had a complete meltdown and proceeded to make our way home. Ah well...it was worth a try. Special thanks to Hudson for crying tears of joy all over our son.
