Happy 4th of July, I think.

It's been quite a fun couple of days. I say that with a bit of sarcasm in my voice, which of course, you can't hear. Our little Kennedy has become a little wimp when it comes to, well, just about everything. Yesterday, we went to some friends house for a neighborhood BBQ. They had a fun blowup water slide that Kennedy wouldn't even come close to going down. She would barely get in the little pool set up for the babies. She and Alex had fun on the swings, at least. The party was really fun anyway and it was great to get to know some of our neighbors better.

After the BBQ we headed over to the famous Dick Engar "Culdesac of
Fire": an evening of local bands, ice cream, and fireworks. When we arrived, they weren't even setting off the real fireworks, just some of the small ones for the kids. You guessed it, Kennedy had a meltdown, right there in the street. Screaming at the top of her lungs, she yelled "I want to go home!" The entire crowd looked at us like we were the worst parents ever. Of course, some of our friends were nice enough to take pictures of Kennedy as she threw her little fit. They thought it was quite funny. It was a pretty impressive fit though, as you could even hear Kennedy over Dick's loud band singing Beatles' tunes. So, we packed up, headed home and put the kids in bed.

Today hasn't been much better. We spent the morning at the 10th ward breakfast with Evan and Alicia and the kids. They had the cutest little train taking kids for rides. The second I tried to put Kennedy into the train, you guessed it, total meltdown. Once again, several looks of "what kind of parents are you" and we packed up and went home.

Tonight, we were debating about trying to go to a fireworks show. Kennedy has enjoyed fireworks in the past and we thought if she saw the big ones with all the colors, she might be okay. The country club puts on a little show and we thought about walking down the street to watch. So we were outside playing before the fireworks started. Some neighbors a few blocks down set off some fireworks and once again, we were done. Kennedy wanted nothing to do with the loud noises and into the house we went. As we were getting her to bed, she decided to watch the show from her window, where it was safe from the noise. She liked the pretty colors and was sad when they were over. Maybe next year she will make it outside to watch the fireworks. Happy 4th of July, everyone.