He Loves The "F" Word

FIREWORKS!    FIREWORKS!     FIREWORKS!     FIREWORKS!     FIREWORKS!  

And the Rockets Red Glare

The Bombs Bursting In Air

Yep, that's what he loves best.

Our 3rd Annual Fourth of July party was a big hit! A blocked off street, fewer people and no little kids made this mama host more relaxed. No group picture but we totaled about 40 people. We were so pleased to have a special guest, Mr Firecracker himself, Rod Foley and family. We first attended the Foley 4th of July in 2004. The first few years of living in Omaha we couldn't image being anywhere other than their back yard and drove back to GI for the celebration but eventually we had to cut the umbilical cord. Having the pyromaniac crew back together made for an epic evening.

For three years now we have had a guest bring some "special" fireworks. I'm pretty sure we need to replace some sod in the neighbors yard thanks to the "special" boomers. I don't know what they are or where they get them. I'd like to keep it that way.

This was a big struggle for me but no time to make decorations. So sad but apparently no one noticed.

The Soccer Girls

The High School Group

The call themselves THE SQUAD

The Littles

And then the next day Chris' little sister and boyfriend showed up 24 hours late for the party. It wasn't intentional but it worked out for the best. We made dinner and sat on the deck watching fireworks. Another perfect evening!

FIREWORKS!     FREEDOM!    FAMILY!    FRIENDS!    FIREWORKS!    FREEDOM!