Every year we spend the fourth of July in Richfield; no exceptions! Brandon has only missed it twice (and he was on his mission, so those two times don't really count). It is redneck celebrating at its best. What would the fourth be without family (sporting matching t-shirts), good food, diaper derbies, parades featuring trucks and tractors, uncle Vics cotton candy, bounce houses, and a front lawn covered in tents? Yup we wouldn't miss it. Madelaine's first fourth was a tiring success!
Our patrotic baby tuckered out!
The family was in the shade this year.