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Fishin' & Fireworks

We really believe that all weekends should be three days long. Usually the two standard weekend days are taken up with side work, chores, and more work...and we only squeeze in a few hours of relaxation at the very end. But when it's a 3-day weekend, we get a bonus 24 hours to enjoy life! 

Last weekend we invited the grandparents over for dinner, to celebrate Scott turning 46 on the 7th. It was a wonderful time of chatting, eating, and catching up. Also, there was a little planning happening regarding the fishing adventure that the boys were going to take the next day!


Scott, Garrett, and my dad all headed out together on Sunday morning for a fun day on the lake. And they had a blast! The weather was perfect, the lakes were busy (but hopefully not too busy) and the fish were biting. More importantly, there was good bonding time that happened. I was very happy to stay at home with Ava...we went to Caribou and ran some errands. It was a perfect, relaxing day with my favorite Ava! 

Pria is good at showing us how to relax and cuddle with stuffies!


Sunday night was absolutely gorgeous, so Scott turned on our firepit, and we enjoyed the flames in front of us, and the fireworks in the distance. There were some really loud ones that shook the house. I'm happy to report that Pria didn't react to them whatsoever. I'm so grateful that she wasn't afraid. She got a little distracted when I took her outside to go to the bathroom and they were going off down the street, but at least she didn't try to run away.


Scott was making us laugh in this picture!



It was a somewhat rainy day on Monday, so even though we had (very briefly) talked about going to a carnival by us, we decided to just take it easy at home. Both Ava and Scott opted out of staying up to watch fireworks, so G and I snuggled in the guest room, watching a show from...somewhere? Someone in our neighborhood was setting off some really cool fireworks, and we had a great view. I think this year for Leprechaun Days, we'll head into town and watch the fireworks from Central Park. I have fond memories of watching them from City Park in Ft Collins, and I'd like the kiddos to experience them up close, where they can feel the *BOOM* as it's going off.

The rest of the week flew by...we were busy! Ava started the full band rehearsals at night, so we need to get into a new routine for that. And G went to a really fun birthday party on Friday night at Grand Slam. We haven't had both kids in the house, at dinnertime, since Tuesday! While G was at the birthday party, we checked out a brand new brewery in town: North 20 Brewing. They had good drinks, yummy food, a beautiful view, and it was hopping! Lots of people were there, which is fantastic! Happy to see a new, local business doing so well!


Today (Saturday), Ava's been canvasing Rosemount with the RHSMB, collecting donations for their upcoming trip to the Rose Parade in 2023. She wasn't in the group that came to our door, but it was fun chatting with the two students that came to our house. They gave me some good, general tips for the high school that I need to share with Ava!

As a family, we're going to see the Minions movie tonight, and I think we're all looking forward to a relaxing night, with our feet up, and popcorn in our mouths. :)

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