We love our neighborhood's Fourth of July celebrations. It includes a parade down the street with decorated bikes.
Nona and I camped out with James (hungry again you can see) after the pancake breakfast so we could see the parade.
At the end of the parade, there are snowcones and cotton candy, and the fire truck sends a huge spray into the air. It's Max and Benny's favorite part.
Later that day, we coaxed some smiles from James in his flag shirt. It's hard to catch those first smiles on camera but I can tell you it's really cute.
Then cousin Phin came to visit, and James was done being happy (he can go from zero to frantic in 2 seconds). Phin was unfazed.
That evening we had root beer floats.
At night (the boys stayed up so late!), then came the fireworks. The boys declared it to be the best 4th of July ever.