Over the Weekend...

You know one thing Utah does completely right?  July 24th.

Now let's be clear, there was no Pioneering in any way shape or form done at the Gardner household to celebrate the day our State became... but, a sweet Americana weekend complete with fireworks and BBQ and family?  Yep, I can get on board with that.

And so we did.

Starting with my husband, the fireworks connoisseur and general life of the party.  He's clearly one of those, "Do as I say not what I do" kind of Dads, but he looks adorable so I let these things slide.  :)

Moving on to sparklers the size of the tots... CHECK.

And let's crescendo with three boys eating Fat Boys in the back of the truck to celebrate Utah's statehood as Fireworks exploded all around them.  See what I mean?  Why not have a double play of our favorite summer holiday?

And then this mama raised her own gypsy flag and begged for a little outing and the mister complied because, "Happy wife, happy life" I guess.   Bonus... cute festive shoes. 

Off we went to Park City to ride the Alpine slides.  Listen, this idea had Amber written all over it because when we got there we realized that all our littles were, well, too little, to ride without an adult.  Soooo, we found ourselves in a bit of a conundrum.  I am nothing if not a thorough planner.  Oops.  And then good old Richfield came through (as it always does) and presented a fellow Richfield-ite in the distance with his family of bigger boys.  They generously lent us one of theirs and off we went on our merry way down the mountainside, bobsled style.  {Thanks Terry family!}

Celebratory snow cones were in order as was a thorough investigation of the Dippin' Dots cart since a squirrel had been spotted and needed to be dealt with in a manly fashion.  It should be noted that Dax asked for, "A sword or some sort of weapon or something" to get the little bugger.

It was a proud moment for the Ryno.

Top the weekend off with some swimming, a movie, and a little trip to Foam Days, and we have ourselves a wrap.  

July is nearly over but we will salute it as our favorite month of the summer.  In large part due to its over achievement in the holiday weekend department.  Way to go, July!