I don't feel like reordering this pictures in the order in which they were taken.
This is Jessie and Ryan who celebrated the 4th of July with us. I say "celebrate" rather lightly though, because it didn't feel like a traditional "4th of July" to me--until 10pm when the fireworks were going off. I can't believe I'm saying this, but I miss waking up super early to get a spot at the parade, and watching the balloons, and the bbqs (although the Cheesecake factory was pretty darn good too.)
This is us chillin' on a hill waiting for the fireworks (for 4 hours...yeah, I don't have much more to say about that). We were deaf by the end of the 4 hours because the music was WAY too loud. But I will stop pessimising there.