We spent the 4th and several days after up at the lake with the boys, just the four of us. We celebrated with lots of swimming, fishing, s'mores and watching Matty like a hawk. There was nothing more that little guy wanted than to fling himself off the end of a dock or dive into an open fire. No fear in that kid.
A little photo recap...
Tyler did a lot of boat racing.
Matty did a lot of snacking on the beach {and on the dock, the deck and fireside}. Because if he wasn't snacking, he was running off on some new adventure that was sure to be dangerous.
And when it was time to leave the beach and head inside to eat some lunch? This is what Tyler looked like. Such mean parents we are forcing him to consume all those hotdogs, chips and juice boxes.
After lunch it was off to fish. Tyler was really into it this year. He baited hooks, reeled in fish and tossed his catch back into the lake, all on his own. He was pretty proud.
He had a pretty great fishing coach.
Happy Birthday America!
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