Our Fourth of July

Kevin grilled brats and hot dogs; it was just too hot for anybody to stand at a grill for an hour, so we were fine with that.  The daughter and I made some side dishes and that was that.  I was surprised that Rachel felt like staying all day, right into early evening.  It was nice to spend a day with them all.  Nephew Scotty and his girl friend Marsha came, bringing four-wheelers with them.  There wasn't much time spent four-wheeling in the pasture, though, at 100 degree temperatures.  
Rachel and Kevin had purchased a few fireworks for the girls, so Monica and Natalie stuck around until dark.  

The girls and I listened to songs on my Ipad and discussed Van's Warped Tour.  If I could stand the heat and had good knees, I would go with them Monday!   It's so much fun being immersed in the enthusiasm of youth for a while.  I wouldn't take anything for the memories I made at Warped Tour.  Like the time oldest granddaughter Amber and I got caught in a mosh pit and barely made it out with our lives!  OK, I'm exaggerating, but we were scared.  

Then Cliff joined us for a while.  

Finally darkness edged in and we watched the fun.  There was a little excitement when one firework fell on its side and spewed its contents in the wrong places, and Monica yelled, "FIRE!!!"  Indeed, just a few feet from our house a tiny fire had started in the dry grass, but the girls ran over and quickly stomped it out.  

This morning I picked some huge peppers, which are now in the process of being made into stuffed peppers for our dinner.  

Cliff has been having trouble with the wind blowing his hat off, so he stole MY garden hat because it has a string to hold it on his head.  Doesn't he look silly?  I told him he needs to quit being a cheapskate and just BUY a hat like he wants.