30 July 2009

the fourth.

i realize i'm a bit late in posting this...but at least it's getting done. we spent our fourth of july in alaska again this year. here's last year's post. not very exciting. i hope to do a bit better this year.

once again, we paid a visit to the parade in wasilla. hoping for an appearance by sarah palin but considering the fact she'd resigned only the day before, she was probably hiding out. after the parade, we packed up the car and made the trek into anchorage to my aunt stephanie and uncle dave's house. they had a wonderful spread laid out for us; we were joined by my cousin and her husband and my uncle's nephew and his wife. the evening was spend enjoying delicious food (courtesy of my uncle who is a fantastic cook), cold beverages and wonderful company. a beautiful way to cap our fourth. we didn't celebrate with any fireworks as first of all, they're illegal and second of all, there's almost 24 hours of day light on the fourth of july in anchorage, alaska. therefore, fireworks become a bit pointless. i'm glad of that because i tend to think fireworks are a bit pointless anyways...unless a professional is doing them (like at disneyland. those fireworks are awesome!). we headed for home around nine, thinking elijah would drop off to sleep in the car. he didn't. of course. at least he slept in the next day...

the dude. he was pouting. i don't remember why.

lil miss america...almost two months old!

parade watchers...check out e's face in this...love it.

taking his own pictures of the parade.

he loves firetrucks but not their horns or sirens. lucy likes them even less.

favorite picture of the day.

lucy and baba.

lucy and papa.

sibs. apparently something tickled elijah's funny bone. or maybe lucy was literally tickling him.

huge bubbles are a tradition at my aunt and uncle's house. i can remember making them when i was little.



yes, those are pink flamingos. my uncle has a thing for them. don't ask.

too bad the haze/smoke (from interior fires) obliterated the view of anchorage...regardless...it is breath-taking up there.

lucy gets passed around.


my dad and aunt stephanie under the stars and stripes.

sweet lucy girl.

dirty feet = a sign of a good day.

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