We may not have had the 4th of July breakfast at the church this year, but we didn't let that stop us from doing our own pancake breakfast in the backyard with our red, white, and blue toppings.
And to add in a little history fun--a Hamilton timeline match to see what the kids remembered from our movie night the day before. There were a few tricky spots, but they did pretty well.
Then, it was time to go down to the church parking lot to meet up with a few friends for a bike parade. We used to do this when the kids were little at Birkdale Village, and I'd kind of forgotten about it, but Peanut was happy to decorate his bike. There's a lot of this stuff that he was too little to enjoy, and we let slide over the years, so its nice when he gets his chance.
Bug decorated his too. He's looking too tall for that bike--crazy boy won't stop growing!
The line up. Bean's bike was broken, but that didn't stop her from jumping in as the drum major/baton twirler.
I love this kid and her willingness, and excitement, to join in everything.
Peanut, all decked out. This kid is a mask champ. He keeps that thing on when around his friends, always. Wish more adults could do the same.
That afternoon, Peanut made lemon bars. He'd been talking about these for days, and was so excited.
The final product! They tasted even better than they looked.
Our evening felt a little weird. We'd hoped to set off fireworks at the storage facility out in Manteca, but when Daddy-o looked into it, the county doesn't allow for fireworks, and he's just outside the city limits, so that was a no go. Instead, we grilled hot dogs and sausages, ate outside, and then ended up watching Independence Day while it sounded like the whole city set off illegal fireworks (and the fire trucks rushed around putting out the resulting brush fires--so many sirens all evening!)
This year has been anything but normal, so it was fitting that the celebration of the birth of our nation felt a little strange, too. But all in all, it wasn't a bad day.


















