Nothing is more American than eating your way through a long holiday weekend. From birthday cake to ballpark food, we made every attempt to take advantage of fourth of July festivities.
G’s mom arrived late Friday night with a cooler full of homemade chicken salad and pimento cheese. For the next four days, she entertained the kids, while G and I worked tirelessly to make sure there were no leftovers.
On Saturday morning, we headed to Griffin to celebrate John Thomas’s second birthday. We don’t see the “Griffin Harvey’s” near enough, but when we do, we always have fun!
On Sunday, we were off to celebrate another birthday. This time we were celebrating our neighbors fiftieth birthday. Thanks to G’s mom, we were able to leave the kids at home to enjoy an afternoon of cold beer and bbq. It was every bit as good as it sounds.
Monday the fourth was spent at Turner Field devouring foot long hot dogs, bags of cotton candy, and handfuls of popcorn. A big win for the Braves and a night of fireworks made the day extra special. We returned home around midnight with two very tired kids.
This marked Huttie’s second trip to Turner Field. He went to his first game when he was a month old!
This is Creswell. He’s one of our favorites at Turner Field. Huttie apparently likes him as much as we do. He spent the entire fireworks show on his new buddy’s lap.
