This morning we had our annual neighborhood bike/scooter/stroller parade down the main road in our neighborhood.
At this point, baby James was getting hot and impatient waiting for it to start.
Our bigger boys on their bikes went up a ways ahead of us. I heard something about "Meet you at the end by the cotton candy!" And they did.
For dinner, JB smoked some ribs. Mmm-m-mmm. Baby James is a fan.
If only all baby food came on a stick.
Here he's singing, "And I'm proud to be an AmeriCAN!"
Happy Fourth of July!