4th of July

We ventured up to Bel Air for the 4th of July to watch the parade and see the fireworks. Seemed more logical to go to a 6pm parade before fireworks than a 10am parade in Towson. So we made it a night.

Now where are those fire trucks...

Oh, there they are. He was waving at all of them.

All smiles. There were lots of fire trucks.

Uncle Sam-antha. Yes, uncle sam has boobs.

I am constantly trying to get arm shots with my boys.

For those who think I take more pictures of Elliot than Ian, this is why. This is what he does when I try to take pictures of him.

Matching hats and sunglasses. See arm shots.

Thanks to Uncle Scott and his seemingly un-ending supply of glow sticks. You would think by now they would be gone, but we still have one canister left.

I can see you through my Xray cookie glasses.