The 4th

For Jared's birthday/ the 4Th of July we gladly ditched the 100 degree weather for much cooler temps in Heber. Jared was itching to use his new camp stove (Father's Day gift), so we hauled it up early Saturday morning to "Pine country" and had ourselves a fantastic breakfast!

Eggs, bacon, sausage, pancakes.

Once Porter and Karla, and Ladd and Janet plus kids arrived, we drove out to "the dump" (aka- a large field with lots of trails) and hung out while the boys "attempted" to mountain bike. I say,"attempted", because they came back 30 minutes later looking quite beat-up and tired. I guess the hills, rocks, and altitude didn't agree with them. Karla and I had better luck when we strapped on our running shoes and ran around the neighborhood for a nice run. We're not sure the exact distance, but with our wrong turn, it had to have been at least 3 miles. I loved being able to run and not sweat like a pig! The weather was perfect!

After cleaning up a little we then fought the crowds (Heber is becoming the hot-spot for all of us valley folks) for a parking spot for the fireworks! Once again the fireworks did not disappoint. I have never been to better fireworks! Who would've guessed that a small town would be able to produce such a fantastic firework show! My favorite part? Restless Levi sat in my lap the entire time and watched the fireworks without moving or crying! I was shocked. He loved them.

I am proud to be an American. Where at least I know I'm free. And I won't forget the men who died, who gave that right to me....There ain't no doubt I love this land.

God bless the U.S.A!

I always get choked up when I hear or sing that song. I will never forget singing it to Mrs. Bush, 1990, Ft Campbell, KY. when my dad was out flying/fighting in Desert Storm. Thank you to my dad, and all of the other men and women who have and continue to fight for our freedom!

After the show we all drove up to Taylor where the Shumways opened their house up and let us crash. We were all so tired, but had a blast hanging out and visiting till past midnight. Thank goodness church wasn't until 1 the next day! Instead of staying for dinner we decided to get home, thinking Jared had to work the next day. I am glad we went home, because that night I experienced the worst stomach flu I have ever known. I will spare you the details.

It was bad.

I was exhausted the next day and wondered how I would be able to care for my kids. Lucky for me Jared realized he actually didn't have to work! Hallelujah. Good for him, because later that day he got sick too! Yuck.