Happy Forthejuly!

We had a great Independence Day this year and tried to make sure we participated in several activities but also tried to make it a calm and laid back day. It was a success! We began the day by going down to the Provo Freedom Festival for a bit and walked through the many booths filled with junk and cheesy pencil-drawn pictures of Ronald Reagan crying. Jon said he'd buy that picture in a second if he'd only had the cash.

We then went back to the apartment and we all hunkered down for a long nap. After that, we took Baby Jonah to the pool for a bit and Uncle Jeff was kind enough to take pictures for us! We ate some deliciously greasy KFC for dinner and then went to watch the Stadium of Fire fireworks from the really cheap seats (the median on University by Cafe Rio)!

All sarcasm aside, I love this country and I'm so grateful to be free to worship how, where, and what I may. The Constitution and the Declaration of Independence were truly inspired documents. I'm also very grateful to all those who have sacrificed for our country and our freedom. God Bless the USA!

Jonah loves the water. He's our little water doggy!

The water was actually really cold. I think the heater was either not working or they'd just refilled the pool (probably because some kid pooped in it...who knows). But Jonah didn't mind the cold one bit!

Uncle Jeff warming Jonah up.

Jonah saw a helicopter flying over.

Our annual 4th of July family picture.

Jonah loves it when I open the fridge and he immediately rushes over to pull out some yogurt or any condiment he can wriggle from the door. Well, the other day when I opened the fridge I noticed something that didn't quite belong. Can you see what it is????

OK. Let me help you!!

That's right. This Thomas train, which Jonah calls Coo Coo, has been one of his favorite toys lately. It has a little whistle that came with it and when you blow the whistle, Thomas starts rolling. He loves it! (Thanks, Josh and Lindsey!!) Anyway, I guess he found this little niche for it during one of the moments the fridge was open. I think he traded it for his sippy cup or something.