I went up a couple mild hills first, and then we decided to tackle a more aggresive hill. We made it to the top just fine, but we decided to take an easier route down. These pictures are as we are turning into the easy downhill climb. I was nervous going into it because I knew there was going to be a moment when we would be on two wheels, I just thought those two wheels wouldn't be
on the same side of the vehicle.
I proceeded slowly to head down the hill and we got to the tippy part of the trail and Ryan got out and snapped some pictures. I had Ryan stay out as I went down but one foot down the hill and the jeep started to roll on it's side. I had two options: 1. gas it or 2. stop for some more pictures. I know what you're thinking "Gas it are you crazy!" No it gets the jeep off it's side and pointed the right direction.
Anyway, I stopped and we took some more pictures, while I was sideways the check engine light
came on, which meant the jeep didn't like being sideways. Ryan stood on the hill and pushed the jeep up right as I maneuvered down the hill. After he got back in, he pointed out the check engine light, and I thought "that should be a check sanity light."


After a 4:00pm pick me up - I'm talkin' the hard stuff (Mountain Dew) - the day culminated in a free ice cream and a really great concert in the park - photos below...
(Emma singing with the Beatles. Won't see that every day)
If you know the story behind the choosing of the band, you will know that IMAGINE (our fantastic Beatles cover band) didn't come easy - but they were a complete hit. We filled every inch of that park. I tried to get a good shot of the crowd (above). The argument that was solidified in the eyes of my little Lucy (see photo below) was that the Beatles were multigenerational and would entertain all involved. I can no longer disagree as evidenced below.
When the last note of the fireworks music played, I just felt like it had been a really fantastic day. A LOT of work - but I have to say that after all of this I believe I was meant to be an event coordinator. There is this amazing, irreplaceable, totally unique feeling I had at the culmination of planning this event - and yes I worked hard that day and in months prior to that day - but I literally loved every minute of it. I have to conclude this lengthy post by saying that I am well aware that it took the capable hands of many volunteers, family members, city workers to have made Festival Days what it was. I am not as egotistical as you may think...I know it wasn't all my doing....so, if you are any of the above - I couldn't have done it without you!
Emma dancing at the "Royal Ball:"
Despite the fact that every bone in my over-anxious planner body wanted to approach the Centerville Parade differently, I let my laid back take-it-as-it-comes under-anxious husband take the lead. One thing you need to know about Matt is that he can be so laid back because somehow things usually pan out for him. Which is what happened yesterday. We walked up the street about 5 minutes before the start of the parade and got to the intersection where the parade started just as the trumpets of the Davis High Marching Band began to blow. We just happened to find the perfect little spot, watched and enjoyed the parade, and walked home - no saving a spot the night before, no going up to the parade hours early....just walk up, watch, and walk home. It was great. Sometimes it pays off to just RELAX!
After we walked home, we loaded straight into the car to head to the Kaysville Parade. For me, the Fourth of July wouldn't be the Fourth of the July without attending this parade. It is a crazy experience. My family is pretty competitive - we like to get the best stuff. And my brother, Ben, is literally louder than any of the sirens and instruments that crash around us. Emma would have enjoyed it more without all the noise and Lucy slept through most of it after wearing herself out dancing to the marching band. But I loved every minute of it!
After the parade we began the Barbeque circuit. My family's house was stop 1 - where I ate WAY too much food. Matt and I also tried something new: Red White and Blue homemade ice cream. We were trying to be festive, but it wasn't our best ice cream effort, so it probably won't happen again. See below: The finished product
And Adam being a food model:
After dragging my overstuffed butt out the door, we then headed to stop #2 - the neighborhood Barbeque. It was a nice, laid back event and allowed us to put the girls to bed somewhat early (for the 4th) and still enjoy a nice little evening watching the neighborhood kids light their street fireworks. It made us reminisce about our engagement anniversary, 6 years ago last night. That night turned the 4th of July into one of my favorite holidays! And this year was a great tribute to that day - Happy Independence Day!!

Lucy
Emma