Much to my surprise, it was the girls (not Coley this year) who wanted to wake up at 4:00 a.m. to go fishing with their dad.
And Courtney Lee was the only one to catch a fish...
And as soon as they got back, Josh Downs started grilling french toast on the BBQ.
And then the girls and I got started on a cake.
Cream cheese frosting.
And then there was some more ladder ball.
And then Courtney Lee rode her bike down to the store (It's close enough that you could see it from the cabin we were staying at if it weren't for all the tall trees in the way.) to get a cube of butter and some mayo and a bunch of other stuff I had forgotten. (She thought she was going by herself, but we made Coley follow behind to keep an eye on her.)
And then we had some lunch before sending the kids inside to take a nap (so they wouldn't be tired/cranky for fireworks.)
And then we sat outside and read.
And one of the old, blue camping-chairs (that I had before I even met Josh Downs) finally gave up on being a chair.
When his butt fell through the chair and hit the ground, I said, "Maybe I need to get some new camping chairs?", to which my husband (who doesn't like to spend money on anything) replied, "No, I think these ones are just fine."
Nevermind the fact that the kids (except for Annie) have all outgrown their tiny chairs, that they're all full of burn holes from sitting too close to the campfire and that only the person who is lucky enough to snag the OSU Beavers chair gets to be comfortable.
A few minutes later he said, "Ok, we need new camping chairs, but let's not get crazy.", which is his response anytime I mention spending money.
I just started laughing because really, how does one get 'crazy' with camping chairs???
And then I started waking-up the kiddos one by one because we needed to get some dinner in their bellies before heading out for the lake to watch fireworks.
They were a hard bunch to wake-up though.
And then we got to the lake just as the light started looking pretty.
And then we had cake.
And played Poorman's Poker.
And sang this really funny song we had heard on Kid's XM the day before. (I have not idea what it's called, but it's just all these characters saying words like, gazebo, spatula, tuberculosis, etc. at a pace that kind of turns into a song.)
And once it got dark, we watched the skiers do their run down Mt. Bailey with flares (and laughed about how Courtney Lee thought they were carrying sparklers) and then we bundled up in blankets and watched the fireworks.
And I put down my camera because sometimes, it just feels good not to shoot.