God Bless The USA

To kick start the 4th we always attend Taylorsville Dayz. It's usually the weekend before the 4th, and it's just become tradition to go yearly. Our friends the Olsen's introduced us to it and we have loved it ever since. We go the night of the fireworks, usually arriving about 6pm or so, that way we can stake out an area in the field, listen to the music, eat, socialize, and browse around the booths and such. The night ends with one of the best firework shows ever in my opinion. In the midst of it all I forgot to take a lot of pictures. Oops.



For the actual 4th of July, we kept pretty busy starting the day out with the parade with Jen, Jer, and Kohen. Chris and Jer staked out seats the night before so we didn't have to go ridiculously early, and Jer also brought his canopy cover which we ended up using not because it was hot and sunny but because it was rainy on and off. After lots of floats and candy catching we headed home to rest and have the kids nap, then Jen, Jer, and Kohen came over and we bbq-ed a delish meal then headed to Sugarhouse for another round of fireworks. The boys were even kind enough to wait in a 30 minute line for funnel cakes...thanks hon! It was great fun and since it was a little overcast not too hot. After the fireworks were over we headed home and crashed from the activities. Oh why the title? Well Chris loves the song God Bless the USA and plays it every year all through out the day on the fourth. Needless to say 9 4th of Julys together means I've heard the song a whole lot. A WHOLE lot.