oooooh….aaaaah…..fireworks!

That time of year again! John, Jack & Patrick, Timmy and I went to our town fireworks Saturday night with…well….everyone! Grandma & Grandpa, Uncle Nelson (making his very first fireworks appearance), Uncle Jerry & Aunt Alice, Ivy her kids, and Steve and his kids. And Uncle Jerry, I am sorry we were late and thank you for the spots!

Ivy and Steve the newly engaged couple let me take a few pictures (well, more accurately Steve allowed me to take a few pictures of him, Ivy’s always ready for some pictures of her!) and I got to see the ring- gorgeousness!! See for yourself.

The kids haven’t gotten sick of me taking pictures…yet!

Timmy was so funny during the fireworks- everytime a red one showed up, he yelled "red!!!! it’s your favorite mommy!!!". We were all talking about how long we’ve been coming to the fireworks and that led us to recounting the story where Patrick bit me on the shoulder his first year at the fireworks cause he was so freaked out from the noise. And then that led to the story where Jack whacked me in the head with a hammer- wound up and everything and then smacked away. Ah- memories! I had a very injury-ridden year when the boys were two.

And I tried something new with the fireworks pictures this year. Went to "bulb mode" on the camera (thank you so much Garrett for the quick lesson- I think it worked!) where the shutter stays open for as long as you hold the shutter release for. Tripod is mandatory. Love a challenge!! At least in photography.