The 4th of July came and we were ready to celebrate.
She didn't care. She was tired.
We set out for the local parade that day. It was pretty gusty, but the parade and the candy being passed out made that pretty insignificant. I love small town parades. Montana does them the best.
After the parade we snuck off to a local brewery for some beers and snacks.
We showed our friends the beauty that is our hometown. Although small and maybe a bit po-dunky at times, it has its definite charms. We showed them why Great Falls is called Great Falls and them took them to Giant Springs, home of the world's largest freshwater spring and also the Roe River (once listed in the Guiness Book of World Records as the world's smallest rivers).
After a quick tour of the town, we headed back home to start the 4th of July Celebrations. My in-laws graciously hosted a fabulous party. The food was delicious, the company was delightful, and the entertainment was top notch. My dad played the bag pipes to start off the fireworks. The kids loved it.
Gibby felt this was the right time to show us how HE also plays his bagpipes.
After this we started our firework spectacle that lasted over three hours. It was fun. I was exhausted.
Once our fireworks were finished we hightailed it up to the top of the skyline to watch the city fireworks. It was a wonderful 4th of July.