Obviously, part two

When we got off our Disney Cruise ship on Monday morning Bryce's mom and dad were waiting.  Bryce was so brave to be away from them for a whole week.  He never cried or acted like he was homesick.  He was such a big boy since he had only been five years old for one day when he left his home with Grandpa for the plane ride to Seattle.

Camryn was happy to be back with Bryce and he was so nice to share his treasures.

She did have her eye on Mickey Mouse.  She likes herself a stuffed animal.

We loved having Bryce all to ourselves for a week and seeing his big beautiful grin. 

And Camryn found herself more than one animal.

I love this picture of Camryn supervising Max taking care of Reese.  Looks like Reese can kick him if she is not satisfied.

We had time to spare before Eric arrived.  Grandpa, Justin, Kirsten and Bryce went to the Mariners game.  It helps to have family handing out tickets.  Grandpa thought she needed a baseball hat, and really she did.

And of course we had the Fourth of July with a parade and lots of attempts of trying to get everyone to smile at the same time.  I think they all look cute at the same time.

Jenny does not have a big lap but that did not stop everyone from trying to sit on it.

You know what I hate about parades?  Well I will tell you anyway.  It seems to bring out the worst in people.  You know how you get there and sit in your spot so you can see.  Then the parade starts and people come and stand in front of your children like they think your kids want to look at the back of their legs.  Oh well, nobody died.  Apparently daggers with your eyes to the back of someone's head is not fatal.

And remember, God Bless America.

At least Colton had some train tracks to find his way home.

 So more posing

and wading

and somersault training

and cuteness.

 Then we tried to see who could make the most noise in the neighborhood.  We are still not really sure if fireworks are legal outside of an Indian reservation but from our backyard we can see the best show hands down of anywhere we have ever lived or attended or paid for?

So might as well start them young.

Grandpa and Max had front row seats.

 And apparently there are lots of pyromaniacs in the family.

 And again nobody died but Camryn was looking for a how are we going to put out the fire if  

that's what we do solution.

And more cute grandkids.

We miss them all, the little posers.