So it was my second visit to Lake City (remember my first?), and my first Greatest Fourth in the North (though I did attend in utero last year). Of course, we spent time at the beach.
Though I was taking it very seriously.
So the boys,
Bubba
and Cash,
tried to lighten the mood..
tried to lighten the mood..
As did Mom,
with her totally embarrassing patriotic swimsuit. (I was NOT amused.)
But Dad knew the key to my happiness at the beach...
...a brew, of course.
We also made a real go of the parade. I was ready for the hype.
But soon,
realized that the 98 degree heat wasn't abating.
So even with...
silly Uncle Paul trying to cheer me up, Mom and Dad headed back to the cottage. Better weather luck next year! (fingers crossed)
