Holiday Recap.

   As this 4th of July came and went, Justin and I experienced one of our first holidays where we were unable to be with either of our families. As strange as this was, and as much as I wished I was either eating homemade pimento cheese sandwiches with my family or in Athens, GA visiting with the new niece (and other wonderful family members), it was nice to have a little time for ourselves.

  Sunday was our major 4th of July celebration day. We wore our patriotic colors and ventured down to the Bogue Chitto river to join friends who host a grand celebration every year. There was barbecue, potato salad, baked beans, and everything else a good southern picnic needs.

  The clouds covered the sun most of the day, which dropped the temperature from around 100 to approximately 90 degrees, even cooler in the shade. This was a nice change of pace from the summer heat we've grown accustom to and made for a nice relaxing day.

  ...And what is the 4th without fireworks? After dark, by the river bank, we all gathered with cameras and spouses to watch the beautiful explosions.

  Monday, the actual 4th of July, was spent distributing holiday cupcakes to neighbors and friends who had to work and making homemade peach ice cream. Justin worked in his shop most of the day making a swing to adorn our, until now, empty front porch. It isn't painted yet, but will be a dainty blue to stand in contrast with our house color.  (Tulips are my favorite flower, so Justin surprised me with a thoughtful additive to his latest creation.)

We ended the 4th by eating barbequed ribs, grilled sweet corn, and playing Phase 10 with our great new friends.

  To conclude our long holiday weekend, Justin and I took a day trip to Dauphin Island, AL to spend several hours on the beach and exploring the fort and other nautical attractions. As we were sitting on the beach, whether it be because Little liked the heat or was getting a little aggravated with the few hours of sunsoaking, she was quite the active fetus. Justin was finally able to, without a shadow of a doubt, feel her kung fu kick. It's funny how something so small, something we can't even see, can melt our hearts and bring giant smiles to our faces.

  Later we ventured back towards McComb, stopping for local seafood appetizers before we left the island and for dinner in Hattisburg at the ever missed Chic-Fil-A.

 

     Overall, this weekend was one for the memory books. We're aware that our spontaneous trips and acting on a whim will be brought to an end shortly, but for now we're enjoying the time we have. It's a fun ride towards parenthood. :)