Fourth of July

It was up and out the door bright and early for us on Saturday morning. We drove to a little town called George, Washington to participate in the "Cherry Bomb" fun run. The kids and I did a two mile race, and Derek did a 10k.
The festivities included this very large cherry pie, made to be shared with the entire town. I thought the idea was sweet, but the reality of eating a pie that had sat, uncovered, in near hundred degree air for several hours was a little less than appealing to me.
Here is Derek and his friend Mike, who also ran the 10k. I don't know who the people in the buggy are, but I thought they were cute. As soon as the race was over, there was a parade. It consisted mostly of tractors, horses, firetrucks, and a couple of local campaigning politicians shouting out their promises to lower taxes as they walked along the route. The grassy meridian you see in the photo is where we sat. The parade went up the block on one side of the meridian, turned around and came back on the other side. The kids had such a large stash of candy afterward, from all that was thrown their way, that it reminded me of Halloween.


Derek was the overall winner of his race, but Trent believes that he beat his Daddy. We all started at the same time and crossed the same finish line, so although Derek ran much farther, all that matters to Trent in his mind, is that he finished first. :)
We spent the rest of the day hanging out with some good friends. We're all completely enamored with baby Oliver, who was the center of attention. We enjoyed some excellent food and played at the aquatic center. Between running in the morning and climbing many, many stairs to the water slides in the afternoon, none of us managed to stay awake long enough for the fireworks in the evening.
The puppy was worn out as well. Trent loved playing fetch with him.