4th of July
Yes, I know it was more than two weeks ago, but I am trying to keep up with all of the I-man happenings and it is difficult.
Anyway, it was the traditional 4th party at our house. Almost the entire Nap crew showed up and the boys, Little Anthony, Myles, Colby, and I-man, were wound for sound. Between the firecrackers (as a dad and uncle and pyromaniac I am obligated to get fireworks) and the giant home made slip and slide, the four boys had enough energy to power a trip to Mars and back.
Bianca made Raspberry Lime Rickeys, both for kids and adults. They were excellent. She also busted out her famous Texas Dog recipe. They too were delicious. The stars of dessert were two batches of brownies and Aunt Tara's delicious cake pops with a twist. They had marshmallow centers instead of cake. AWESOME!
The slip and slide worked quite well, everyone but one person had a great time. Unfortunately for me that person was me. One time, while pulling the body board down the chute I slipped and fell on my butt. Okay, that's cool. Then a little while later I ran chest first into our swing set. Ugh. Then, on my last go round with my slip and slide I fell so hard that everyone in the party quickly fell quite. When I finally got my breath back and stood up there was collective "oooohhh" from the crowd.
The boys were undeterred by my brushes with death and soldiered on. Hours of slipping and sliding, slowly turned into more firecrackers, including the world's longest sparklers:
After that we had some Jiffy Pop, because you know what cools you down on a 98 degree day? Open fires and sizzling popcorn. Tony Manna was excellent motivation for me as one batch was a dud (something I found out after 30 minutes of shaking near a roaring fire). The second batch, though, was extra delicious.
The boys went home hopped up on sugar, smelling like sweat, firecrackers, camp smoke, and Palmolive. Dad crawled up the stairs in agony. And Mom collapsed in bed after cooking for an army. All in all, it was an awesome 4th.
And as a special bonus, here is a video of I-man on the Slip and Slide:
Anyway, it was the traditional 4th party at our house. Almost the entire Nap crew showed up and the boys, Little Anthony, Myles, Colby, and I-man, were wound for sound. Between the firecrackers (as a dad and uncle and pyromaniac I am obligated to get fireworks) and the giant home made slip and slide, the four boys had enough energy to power a trip to Mars and back.
Bianca made Raspberry Lime Rickeys, both for kids and adults. They were excellent. She also busted out her famous Texas Dog recipe. They too were delicious. The stars of dessert were two batches of brownies and Aunt Tara's delicious cake pops with a twist. They had marshmallow centers instead of cake. AWESOME!
The slip and slide worked quite well, everyone but one person had a great time. Unfortunately for me that person was me. One time, while pulling the body board down the chute I slipped and fell on my butt. Okay, that's cool. Then a little while later I ran chest first into our swing set. Ugh. Then, on my last go round with my slip and slide I fell so hard that everyone in the party quickly fell quite. When I finally got my breath back and stood up there was collective "oooohhh" from the crowd.
The boys were undeterred by my brushes with death and soldiered on. Hours of slipping and sliding, slowly turned into more firecrackers, including the world's longest sparklers:
After that we had some Jiffy Pop, because you know what cools you down on a 98 degree day? Open fires and sizzling popcorn. Tony Manna was excellent motivation for me as one batch was a dud (something I found out after 30 minutes of shaking near a roaring fire). The second batch, though, was extra delicious.
The boys went home hopped up on sugar, smelling like sweat, firecrackers, camp smoke, and Palmolive. Dad crawled up the stairs in agony. And Mom collapsed in bed after cooking for an army. All in all, it was an awesome 4th.
And as a special bonus, here is a video of I-man on the Slip and Slide: