The Fourth of July is one of my favorite holidays - fireworks, BBQs, hanging out with family and friends, more fireworks in your driveway, and more food. It is also my niece McKinley's birthday and she turned four this year on the fourth - the perfect reason to celebrate!

We took a road trip up to Utah for the long weekend, despite almost not going because Claire had thrown up that morning. After three uneventful hours and the go ahead from my sister, we decided to make the drive and risk it. Especially since Matt and Claire were joining Danny and McKinley for a Real Salt Lake soccer game Friday night along with a fireworks show. It could not be missed! We made it all the way to the exit off the I-15 for the soccer stadium, and while waiting 15+ minutes on the off-ramp in game traffic, Miles threw up all over the place. At least he waited until we were almost in Salt Lake. I dropped Matt and Claire off and then found a place to pull over and clean the poor kid up. It was one of those mom moments where you think, "I can't believe I am doing this." I threw his clothes away in the garbage can at McDonalds. To add insult to injury, Miles chose this weekend to cut FOUR teeth at once, all top teeth, and he was so upset and clingy the whole time (with a fever too!), poor guy. It made for a few rough nights, that's for sure. Just a 24 hour bug, thank goodness.


Other than that, we had a great time and got to see what it would be like to have a fun backyard like Becky does - Claire would be out there every chance she had - driving the Barbie Jeep, chasing bubbles, running through sprinklers, playing with the slip n slide, pushing a baby doll stroller back and forth, kicking around a soccer ball, and generally driving McKinley crazy.

Those girls love each other, but they also push each other's buttons. I know they are friends though - and they will get along better each time we get together. Claire woke up the day after we got home and asked to go to McKinley's house. I know I say this every time, but why can't everyone just move to my dream cul-de-sac so we can all live close to each other?



