so nice we did it twice

as ive mentioned before, the 4th of july is my favorite holiday. and my favorite tradition, is to spend it at the newmans house on the lake. this year the party was the week after the 4th, so we celebrated the 12th of july! the party was great and the fireworks...AMAZING! we watched them from their docked boat. we learned our lesson about mixing kids and dynamite the previous week, so we kept hayden inside watching them from the window with my parents. we were so lucky to have this perfect night, because it was storming earlier in the day. 

speaking of earlier in the day....because  it was raining, i decided it would be a good time to do a project with hayden. so we went in the studio and painted. i did a very good job of letting his imagination and creativity flow, so i didnt freak out about getting paint all over the place. after all...it is sort of an art studio room anyway. it was great and i loved spending quality time with him doing something which i love too. until i told him it was time to finish up. he freaked out, and actually threw the paintbrush at me. in a way it was my fault....you should NEVER tell an artist when their 'creation" is done. only the artist can decide that. but in this case...i was done, and therefore he was done. and after he threw the paintbrush (with paint on it) at me...he was REALLY done. i must say...he is very talented in a jackson pollock kind of way. he definitely gets his artistic side from me.

we ended our beautiful weekend by going back to the newmans lake for a nice sunday afternoon. it was a chance to catch up with my friend jen, since its hard to do that sort of stuff at a party. besides...she lives in chicago...and i never really get to talk to her. hayden played with her daughter ava. it was really cute. of course nothing in our family runs that smoothly, so it made sense for some drama to occur before we left for the lake. i was getting ready in the bathroom when i heard hayden screaming bloody murder. turns out....my baby-pie got stung by a bee! for some reason, he was sure that it was my father who let the bee in the house. i have no idea why. he kept crying, "papa let the bee in the house!" and then he told me he wanted me to call papa. so we did, and hayden got on the phone crying and said, "papa, you let the bee in the house and he hurted my finger!" it was so sad. some ice, some benadryl, and some tlc from my neighbor claudia, who happens to be a nurse....and we were good to go.

 as a side note....tonite dan kissed hayden goodnight and told him he was going to bed. hayden asked him why. dan explained that he had to get up to go to court tomorrow to work. to which hayden responded, "are you going to wear a tie daddie?"