What a weekend!!
Friday night Nathan and his family arrived. Saturday morning up early to go let Chandler Greenwood take our pictures. We all looked lovely! Peyton was not co-operative. I was proud of Nathan for holding it all together, his self-control was great. Presley cried. And, so they will be “real” life photos!
Then we celebrated the 4th at Maureen’s pool. The group consisted of: Maureen, Holly, and Conner. The Browns - Lauren and Austin, Blake and Vaughn. And all of the Buck-wells! We had hot dogs and hamburgers - chips and dip.
Lauren Buckalew planned pool games and the competition was fierce. Perhaps the inter-tube race between Olivia and Bentleigh was one of the most spirited! And, Keven made a surprise dive into the pool! He still has it!
Sunday morning Olivia and her 2 girls came over to have breakfast - we let Uncle Nat rest since he had spent the past week in Omaha watching his MSU Bulldogs with the CWS. And, he was tired! I made homemade cinnamon rolls - I think they were quite tasty!
We got Nathan and his family back to Tuscaloosa by 1130.
Now, what I remember about the 4th of July growing up. My daddy loved American. He did not get to serve in WWII because he only had one kneecap (Story goes he tried to ride a motorcycle up a telephone pole & the telephone pole won). But he loved this country. I have vague memories of celebrating with family.
When Keven and I were living on Lakeside Drive, the 4th was a big deal. The were 4 families that celebrated together. The Loughrige, The Lendermans, The Beeches and us. The children - Natalie, Chelesa, Rachel, Katherine, and Nathan (the older ones sometimes were around - Chris, Cole and Olivia.). We would eat and play and then lay down int he driveway while fireworks were shot. It was a good time.
Always remember what my daddy taught me:
LOVE# 1 - God, 2 - Country - 3 - Family
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