Planning just isn't going well for us lately. We are now 6 days over our baby's due date. I wanted the 4th of July to be special and kind of planned things and then slept until 1:30. Yes 1:30. I am soo tired.
My husband and boys watched specials on the History Channel all day. We had bought hot dogs and buns (we NEVER do that) and popscicles and planned to barbeque and play outside together. Didn't happen. The baby never slept and we boiled hot dogs :)
We did color pictures:
And set up chairs on our front lawn to watch the city's fireworks display, (one of the benefits of living on a busy street down town.) It took all the energy I could muster to find myself a sweater and get outside. My 7 year old daughter made everyone tea. Right before the dipsplay, a 15 passenger van and two cars pulled up to our house.
It was our dear friends: Mom, Dad, 9 kids, sister in law, brother in alw, their 3 kids, and their Grandma and Grandpa. I was so happy for friends. They were a little embarasssed that we hadn't talked about it and they hadn't called. We didn't care. They didn't need to.
Our 12 year old boys wrestled in the grass. Our 10 year old boys wrestled and pretended each fire work was a grenade. Their almost 3 year old yelled "FIGH YER" with each one. They all laid out a blanket on the grass and sat together. We were having such a good time we didn't notice that they fireworks were done and just kept talking. :)
I didnt plan. I wasn't even that sociable. I didnt MAKE things happen for my kids like I wanted to. But it was OK. We had a fun day and a fun time because we were with friends.