Independence Day- Henry.

Mama says that the craft bug bit me.

I've been painting a lot lately. Mama was nervous about it, but I'm pretty good about not making a mess and staying in the lines on my coloring pages.

On Saturday, we exercised our independence but eating all American food all day long. The morning started out with me and mama making Scotcheroos (sugar, peanut butter, corn syrup, and rice krispies, topped with butterscotch and chocolate chips. Yum!).

Then we made some all American goofy faces.

Here are the scothceroos minus the scotch. I made my own little pan.

Then we packed up some all American PB&Js and headed to the Train museum (American!).

We rode the train, toured the roundhouse, rode the turntable (the operator went around twice for us!) and finished out our visit with a trip to the gift shop to play with the Thomas train set.

We came home and all took a patriotic nap. Then our friends Mister Paul and Miss Susan came over for an All-American cookout- hot dogs, watermelon, jello, and beer. Things got a little un-American when mama pulled out brats and sauerkraut and papa said it had just morphed into a Wisconsin party. Then we all went down to the pool for a few hours. Let me just say, the pool is much more fun when the kids don't outnumber the adults. Afterwards, we came back for some popsicle refreshment on the deck.

Juner really liked hers.

Mine was good too. We all clinked our popsicle together for "cheers," except Miss Susan because she worked with an H1N1 patient at the hospital that day and didn't want to risk it. Then we all got dressed and drove to Lewisville for the fireworks. It was a pretty good show for a small town. And it worked out perfectly because we were able to cruise into town about 10 minutes before the show started and got back out through the country without hitting any traffic. Juner and I both liked the show especially because Miss Susan brought us ring pops. Juner was pumped because she's seen me eat them before, but has never had one of her own. I spent the whole show asking everyone what their favorite fireworks were. I liked the red ones.

On Sunday we had a quiet morning because we were up so late the night before. We all worked on the new sticker book I got from the train museum.

And we finished the day with a little Rock Band. I told papa that I would hit all the orange notes and he could get the rest.