Cul-de-sac of FIRE!

The famous Stadium of Fire slipped just out of reach this year with the whole Miley Cyrus thing, so we had our own Cul-de-sac of Fire. Lindsey, Nicole, and Grandma came up and joined with all my neighbors for a little Independence Day Celebration. (Most the hubbies were down at Nicole's cabin putting wood on the ceiling.) As you can see, the kids loved it---except for Jace and Ryker. They kept their ears covered all night, and Ryker must have asked a dozen times if he could just go home. We made it home with all appendages in place and no one was bleeding or burned, so all in all, I'd have to say it was a success.

The kids got an early July 4th on Thursday. Mike, Di and their 5 oldest came down from Idaho. We had a BBQ and then Mike entertained us with some not-so-legal fireworks. When he purchased them in Idaho, he had to sign a waiver that he would not set them off in Idaho. I'm pretty sure that meant they weren't legal in Utah, but that was beside the point. The kids thought they were the coolest fireworks ever. Mike taught the kids a much needed lesson about reading the instructions and making sure the right end of the firework is pointing up (you know, the end where the label reads THIS END UP). When you launch the firework upsidedown, it breaks the launcher, sends the kids running, and gives the wives a near heart attack. Thanks for the entertainment Mike!