It's been our tradition for a few years to go out to Ocean City and Ocean Shores on the 4th of July. The first year, the weather was amazing. This year, the trip was a BUST. It was windy, cold, gray, and generally pretty uninviting. We did hang on the beach to play in the sand for a while, though.
Yea! Happy Fourth of July!
Rachel has a crush on a boy...oh, they grow up fast.
Dylan the warrior!!
Tough girl! 
So, we left the coast and got a few fireworks and came home. We had a blast.I know. Ha ha.
This is Grandpa Tom's. Our temporary abode while we wait for our own home. I just thought this looked cool.
Every time Byran lit one of these, Rachel would yell: "Fire in the hole!" Apparently, the kids had decided that that was her job.
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Umm... Obviously. It's our lot in life, as Rachel's, to be the yellers of "fire in the hole". It's a calling really. It can be burdensome at times... but we do what we have to do.
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