Growing up, I'm not sure if there was a 4th of July that we weren't in Andover (not one that I recall anyway). This is Morgan's first...Nolan I'm unsure about, so let's just say it's the first one that the three of us have shared :)
Parked on the curb in the hot sun, waiting for the parade to start.
Nolan elected to borrow my hat as a means of escape. The boys are at attention awaiting a candy toss from an approaching float.
I've got Morgan in a nice patriotic shirt for the 4th. Here he's posing with the passing motorcycles.
There were a LOT of motorcycles.
Later the boys commandeered a police cruiser.
Run the sirens and lights!
Eventually the police officer had to be on his way, thanks for the entertainment!
Down the big slide at the school's playground!
Passing smoothly between the pedastals...
...and stopping to pose :)
Taking a break to talk to Mom, who was back in RI.
Miss you, Love you.
It was a long day, so it didn't take long for Morgan to crash on the way home.
Nolan got to have some fun with it!
Rest well Partner.
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