One of the ways we celebrated the 4th was, well, independence from tradition. Due to a lot of exhausting activities in our lives leading up to the day, and a lot of family being out of town, and the toddler amongst us recovering from Lyme, we decided to make it a quiet one. By we, I guess I don't mean so much the boys, because as you can see they had fun in their own unique, boisterous, mudding brotherly ways. Because you know, 'Murica.
We may have abandoned tradition, but these memories still make me smile.