Look who's in today's edition of the Houston County Courier.
I'm used to our name being misspelled, but that's one I haven't seen!
Showing posts with label 4th of July. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 4th of July. Show all posts
Thursday, July 7, 2011
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Winner, Winner, Mexican Dinner!
What's more fun than decorating 4th of July "floats"?
Um, pretty much nothing!
I even used the glue gun without inflicting injuries requiring a trip to the burn unit!
And yeah, after I finished the bike, I decided a decorated helmet was in order too.
Thankfully the Big Wheel is bigger than the Strider bike.
More room for fabulousness!
Reed wanted to wear a fireman's hat I found in a closet.
And like everything else in this house, it's vintage.
It's dated 1975.
There's no way something that old could be mine!
My little fire crackers.
JR wanted to drive "his truck" in the parade, and since we had to get it there on a trailer, there was no way to decorate ahead of time.
Jason, JR, my dad, and I slapped on the decor.
(Although JR was very serious about his decorating.
What can I say, he's been raised by a mother who decorates 11 Christmas trees every year!)
I even commented, "If they had an award for gaudiest, we'd be sure to win".
But I guess "gaudiest" is code for 3rd place!
Woohoo!
JR couldn't have been more excited!
And how do you celebrate a 3rd place victory in the Crockett 4th of July parade?
With Mexican food at El Charro, of course!
Monday, July 4, 2011
Thursday, July 8, 2010
Our Floats were Fantastic!
Our 4th of July (that was really on the 3rd) parade "floats" might not have won a ribbon, but I think Jason and I did some fabulous decorating. And yes, you read that right: Jason. fabulous. decorating.
Being that we have children who don't do well waiting with riding toys, and I have a mom who doesn't like to get her hair wet (and we thought it was going to rain at any second), we showed up to the parade about 10 minutes before it started. I was so busy decorating Kyle's tractor and JR's bike that I completely missed Jason decorating Reed's BigWheel...cause if I'd have seen that you better believe there would be pictures!
Wave your glitter flag and show us your jazz hands for Jason on this one!
Kyle was a seriously busy guy. Poor thing was trying to wave, drive his tractor, and check out the firetruck behind him.
Even though JR told me "I wish I had my uniform" when he saw the Boy Scouts, he still had a blast riding his new bike.
Happy Birthday USA!
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Fire Butt Chickens
I finally got a picture to upload and what did I choose?
My precious children in the 4th of July parade?
The really big bass JR caught?
Puh-leaze...I've got priorities, People!
My main concern since JR's Firework Extravaganza has been Fire Butt Chickens.
As Jason was buying the goods for JR's show he asked if there was anything I wanted. Immediately I hollered out, "Ohhh! Get some of the Fire Butt Chickens!" Jason had never heard of (or seen) The Chickens and I quickly told him how great they were.
"Oh! They're awesome! My daddy used to buy them for me every year. They're chickens and they lay fire eggs! Eggs of fire shoot from their butts!"
And being that I said the words "butt" and "fire" in one sentence, JR was immediately sold on how amazingly awesome Fire Butt Chickens were going to be.
Needless to say, The Chickens were not what I remembered.
Of course, no eggs of fire appeared. Nonetheless, JR was still thrilled when fire did somewhat burn from their backsides. But for me, half expecting them to walk around and drop colored fire balls like Easter eggs, it was quite a let down. They spark, and then give off a really loud screechy-firecrackery-squeal that I guess could be perceived as what a chicken with a firecracker butt might sound like.
Oh well, I guess next year we'll stick with the Roman candles.
My precious children in the 4th of July parade?
The really big bass JR caught?
Puh-leaze...I've got priorities, People!
My main concern since JR's Firework Extravaganza has been Fire Butt Chickens.
As Jason was buying the goods for JR's show he asked if there was anything I wanted. Immediately I hollered out, "Ohhh! Get some of the Fire Butt Chickens!" Jason had never heard of (or seen) The Chickens and I quickly told him how great they were.
"Oh! They're awesome! My daddy used to buy them for me every year. They're chickens and they lay fire eggs! Eggs of fire shoot from their butts!"
And being that I said the words "butt" and "fire" in one sentence, JR was immediately sold on how amazingly awesome Fire Butt Chickens were going to be.
Needless to say, The Chickens were not what I remembered.
Of course, no eggs of fire appeared. Nonetheless, JR was still thrilled when fire did somewhat burn from their backsides. But for me, half expecting them to walk around and drop colored fire balls like Easter eggs, it was quite a let down. They spark, and then give off a really loud screechy-firecrackery-squeal that I guess could be perceived as what a chicken with a firecracker butt might sound like.
Oh well, I guess next year we'll stick with the Roman candles.
Sunday, July 4, 2010
And 4th Activities End With...
What in the World are The Ingys Eating #2?
Saturday, July 3, 2010
Saturday, July 4, 2009
I Love a Parade
The babies loved being in their first 4th of July parade! They were so cute, and I didn't hear a peep out of them...I guess they were too busy waving to the crowd. But you'd have thought JR was a native Coloradoan the way he complained about the heat. Sure it was hot, but that's what 4th of July is all about here in Texas!
Fireworks!
JR put on quite the fireworks show for us this evening. Okay, so "sparkler show" would be a more accurate description. But whatever it was, it was full of JR flair and dramatics. Towards the end of the evening's performance my mom suggested we sing a 4th of July song. She then said, "How 'bout She'll be Commin' 'Round the Mountain?" Now you kno
w I just couldn't let that one slip by. Me:"Um, I can think of about 300 more songs that are more appropriate for 4th of July than that one." Thankfully Sherry started singing God Bless America. After God Bless America, I broke into my own rendition of Proud to be an American. Now, I know my boogieing ability is second to none, but I had no idea I was such the songstress. As soon as I finished, coyotes started howling! Oh yes they did. And I'm quite certain that coyote howling is reserved for only the most fabulous of singing!
Friday, July 3, 2009
Tubing, My Way
When Jason was younger he had a tradition of tubing and camping at the Guadalupe River over 4th of July holiday. Personally, I can't think of anything worse. For you non-Texans, tubing the Guadalupe isn't what I'd call fun. It sounds like fun, but every single time I've ever been I would say to myself, "I'm never doing this again!" The water isn't the cleanest, it's a long ride down the river in the Texas heat, and the river is always filled with more Drunks than Sobers. Add to that mix a campout in a tent...in the heat. Um, no thanks. Thankfully I never had to be a part of that little tradition. The first year Jason and I were dating he spent 4th of July at a Hard Rock Cafe in Australia. And after that, the annual trip just fell apart (Woo-Hoo!) But with Jason in Colorado, he'll be happy to see that his family was reliving his old tradition the best we could. Of course we were nowhere near the Guadalupe, but I did take the kids swimming. Doesn't just having them in the water count?
JR's version of a Guadalupe River rope swing.
And you can see how excited the babies were about the duck floaty...that counts as an innertube, right?
Check out Kyle's face...I guess he loves to "tube" as much as his daddy. I'd call that relaxed!
JR's version of a Guadalupe River rope swing.
And you can see how excited the babies were about the duck floaty...that counts as an innertube, right?
Check out Kyle's face...I guess he loves to "tube" as much as his daddy. I'd call that relaxed!
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