First things first - Babbs and I got matching nails to be festive for the holiday! She is such a girly girl!
Our 4th of July weekend actually started on the 3rd! We met up with some friends up in Addison for one of the
best fireworks shows in the country - and it seriously was the best.
Before the show we hung out and ate good food.
Notice the pinky fingers up!
They also had acrobatic planes that were awesome to watch!
But seriously - best fireworks ever. They were huge and lasted forever! The show was about 30 minutes long and I felt like it was about to end 3 or 4 times with a great "finale" but it kept going and the real finale blew.my.mind. Incredible. We'll be doing that next year for sure!
Sean's parents came up on Thursday and stayed until Saturday afternoon - it was so great to spend time with them!
We had a great barbeque with his parents, the ward missionaries, and another friend in the ward. It was awesome to spend time with great people and great food. We devoured barbeque chicken, corn on the cob [Evette seriously had 2], green salad, potato salad, watermelon, and a frozen yogurt and berry dessert. Amazing. I love good food.
Later that night we jumped on the DART and headed down to Fair park to watch the Dallas Firework show.
On the way down....love this crazy guy.
A couple days before the 4th I realized that Evette doesn't have any red or blue clothing in her size 2T wardrobe... so I dug through my fabric stash to find something I could throw together for her. This was the result - I'm pretty proud of it :)
Look at my miniature pregnant belly!
Just cooling off!
We got to hear the Dallas Symphony perform a plethora of songs before the fireworks started
Babbs also got her face painted - she loved it! and then later lost her temper and cried and sweated it off. Oops.
Waiting for the fireworks!
The show was alright - not as great as Kaboom Town, but fine enough.
We positioned ourselves near the back of the park so that as soon as the show was over we could run over to the DART and head home. We were some of the first to arrive at the DART stop, but unfortunately we had to wait for about 10 minutes for the train to show up, and during that time so did all the thousands of people at the park. Since Sean frequently rides the DART to work he knew where the doors would be and we strategically positioned ourselves in front of where they would open.
Behind us were a bunch of psycho teenage girls behind us who were visiting the city for a soccer tournament or something and their crazy chaperone moms. When the DART pulled up the moms and all the girls started screaming and saying, "Just push everyone out of the way until you get on the DART! Do what you need to do to get on that DART!" I thought they were kidding, but unfortunately no. Once it stopped it was seriously a mass stampede. Sean was holding Evette, thank goodness. I, on the other hand quickly transformed into my motherbear-self and turned around to give those girls a piece of my mind. After my brief but strongly worded lecture about trampling and possibly hurting others and only looking out for themselves. I got a couple eye rolls and a few names called behind my back, but the general pushing from that direction lessened a little. Even though we were less than a foot from the DART door, it still took us a couple minutes to get on due to the people shoving and pushing and whatnot to get on. Thank goodness Sean's dad took matters into his own hands and used himself as a human barricade to make sure that his family got on the DART.
Props for Randy for being the human barricade, props to both Randy and Kristen for even getting on the DART in the beginning to go on this wild adventure with us!!
