Fourth of July is supposedly a great day in the little neighborhood that we are currently renting in. The day begins with a parade at the local elementary school. We were soooo excited (well, at least I was) to see the parade. We were told that it always begins at 11:00 a.m., but they usually run late. So, at 11, we loaded Quincy up on her bike and trekked to the top of the street (about 5 houses deep) to wait for the parade. Well, we missed it. Wouldn't you know it, the one year we are living here, the parade started early. Oh well. 
After the non-parade, we drove to Dave and Cathy's house for pool fun, good food, great friends, and fireworks. It was a lonnnggg, but fun, day.
Taylor and Sarah played hair-stylist's with Quincy....her head was 10 pounds heavier when they were through.
