Another quiet day - for us at least. Cousin Becky and Travis hosted us and Aunty Mo and a group of friends for a July 4th get together. Like they have all week, they poured their time and energy into making sure we had a great time. As much as I'm grateful for the time we've had to reconnect with family this week, I'm appreciative for all they've done to make sure we saw the best of their corner of Montana, and that our boys never had a dull moment. The bags under all of our eyes are marks of their success with both.
One of the benefits of summers in Montana became a challenge last night. It stays light out here until at least 10 o'clock. Which on the 4th means fireworks don't start until well after that. Given that we're going to have some readjusting to do next week shifting back to the east coast time zone, not to mention the recovery period for 17 days of non-stop activity, we decided it probably wasn't in any of our interests to take on a late night. So we skipped the big fireworks show in town. We told the boys we'd take them to Kings Dominion back home one night soon for the fireworks and they were OK with that.
It's hard to believe we're headed home from this incredible adventure tomorrow. I'm thankful for the memories and stories we've added to our lives, many of which will live with us forever.
Here are some pictures Katie captured of our 4th of July celebration: