My dad (Kyle's Papa) was born on July 4, 1961... so every year we BBQ at his house to celebrate his (and America's) birthday!
Kyle was an angel all day. He LOVES to be out and about and was perfectly content sitting on my lap, watching us eat burgers and hot dogs and watching his cousins play. Even though we were having so much fun, we headed home before the fireworks started so Kyle wouldn't get scared or breathe in too much smoke. Turned out to be a good idea because he was out like a light at 8 pm! He even slept (for the most part) through WWIII happening on our block
until midnight.
PS - 4th of July is a whole new ballgame when you have a sleeping baby in your house! I wanted to open the door and yell "SHUT UP AND GO TO BED EVERYONE!!!"
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| cutie in red, white and blue |
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| with his Uncle Jonathan (don't they look alike?!) |
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| our dorky family photo |
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| loves his Auntie KK! |
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| a successful 1st 4th of July :) |
