Fourth of July

My parents came down for the Fourth of July weekend bringing Matt and Kaleb with them. Then, my brother Tony and his wife Dianna came later in the weekend. Unfortunately, I was too busy hosting to be historian, so the only pictures I got were the actual night of July 4th when we went out to watch the fireworks from one hundred miles away.

Mom and Dad

Bubba and Tony

Tony, Mom, and Dad

The camera had a super bright flash, so that if you were looking directly at it while the picture was being taken, you were a goner, as evidenced by this awesome picture of Brian and me.

Kaleb, though, seemed to have been able to not be stunned by the flash of pure white fireworks right in his face. Brian, too, must have been holding his eyes open for just that moment.

I got it, but not Brian and Kaleb.

Dad was all tuckered out. Willie and Matt were not.

Aww, isn't Willard such a pretty dog? He, unfortunately, could not handle the fireworks when they started and had to be taken 'round back to the truck. Also, when the people who live across the street from us decided to pop their own fireworks right in the street, Willie was none too pleased.

Tony on his technology

Bubba on his technology

Brian, Dianna, Kaleb, Bubba, Tony, Mom, Dad, Willie, Matt (of this entire group, only Brian, Mom, Willie, and Matt weren't on some sort of technology at the time of this picture)

Matt obviously loves himself