Since we had just celebrated Alivia's birthday, I was in the birthday cake mode. So, I made a birthday cake for the great USA. And we actually sang Happy Birthday to America. Twice. That was a first. A bit nerdy yes, but totally appropriate.
The morning of the fourth I was sicker than a dog. I went to Urgent Care and got some antibiotics since I hate being sick longer than 2 weeks (and had been) and I especially hate waking up to a gallon of green snot stuck in my nose/throat coupled with a raging headache (which was the case that morning). I was so sad for myself since I love holidays and celebrating. But I decided to push myself and still celebrate with pool time (without swimming) and a BBQ at my sister's.
Learning to float on her back...but not really.
She just loves grabbing onto flesh and squeezing. Poor Luke and his ear! I get malled all. day. long.
Matching Cousins: Caroline and Alivia.
Wearing a red, white, and blue of course.
Playing in Aunt Brooke's play room. She loves to climb the slide the wrong way and give me a heart attack!
And the fireworks. Livy loved them.
(Remember I was sick, ok. So I shouldn't look good and healthy. So there.)
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