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4th of July



So here is my third attempt to write this blog, which continues to be erased one time or another...so I am going to give you the abridged version! I was showing my mom pictures taken of Gabby over the 4th of July weekend and she made a comment that the 4th of July must be my favorite holiday. This comment resulted in making me reflect on our fun Independence Day celebration. I can positively say that Independence Day isn't my favorite holiday, but we did make it the most fun for Gabby possible because it is possible her favorite holiday. For about the last three months Gabby has been carrying around a miniature American flag waving it proudly as she walks from room to room. Since Gabby has this infatuation with the American flag her Nanny gave her for the previous 4th of July. Because of her adorable patriotism I vowed we would have a bash for the 4th and I followed through with that promise!!

The Sunday before Independence Day we had a barbeque with Gabby’s friends and some of our favorite people. We thoroughly enjoyed the 12 hours of friends rolling in and out of the house and seeing Gabby interact with the different kids. I swear she learned new skills while the kids were here. She began climbing up the slide following Mia and Alex which was precious! The kids enjoyed eating watermelon and playing in the sprinklers.

Saturday, on the 4th of July Michael and I loaded Gabby into the truck with two of our friends, Veronica and Alex, and took a day trip to Moody Garden’s in Galveston. We went to the Rainforest exhibit and endured the 116 degree weather, but overall were not impressed with the experience. Gabby loved the otter, we probably watched it swim around for 5 or 10 minutes before we actually entered the exhibit. Once we entered the rainforest we entered the butterfly area, Gabby much like Veronica wasn’t feeling the butterflies at first. She was scared of them initially but Michael quickly helped her warm up to them. By the time we were leaving the butterflies (because we were afraid Gabby was going to love one to death) she was running after the butterflies, squatting down, pointing and squealing while the butterflies slowly opened and closed their kaleidoscope colored wings.

On our way out of Galveston we stopped by the beach even though it was Gabby’s nap time and she wasn’t in the greatest of moods. I didn’t even put a bathing suit on her because I didn’t know what to expect her reaction to the beach to be. Gabby LOVED the water and quickly sat down, fully dressed and began shoveling sand into a bucket. The water was the perfect temperature and Gabby, Michael, and I enjoyed our time at the beach .

All and all I would say we had a wonderful weekend full of memories Michael and I will cherish for years to come. Even though fireworks were nixed due to the fire ban, our 4th of July weekend was full of fun and friends. What more could you ask for?!

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